The Short Poem of My Reality

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Lord-Froxzie
1 up, 4y, 1 reply
Big deal, I have breakdowns too.
[deleted] M
1 up, 4y, 2 replies
It's just a short poem..... I use poetry to get my feelings out.... It's the only way I can do so.... *sighs* Welp.... I guess someday.... You won't find me around.... I'm tired of being tired, broken, and scared by my past.... I'm tired of others succeeding while I struggle and fail....
Lord-Froxzie
1 up, 4y, 1 reply
[deleted] M
1 up, 4y, 1 reply
What?
Lord-Froxzie
1 up, 4y, 1 reply
[deleted] M
1 up, 4y
'-'
[deleted]
1 up, 4y, 1 reply
You need somebody to talk too? I'm here for you.
[deleted] M
2 ups, 4y, 1 reply
I dunno if I wanna talk about my problems. My poems speak for themselves...
[deleted]
1 up, 4y, 1 reply
Oh, well if you need somebody to talk to I'm here.Anyways why'd you change your Username?
[deleted] M
1 up, 4y
Cause I wanted it to be my SoundCloud username.

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What have I got to lose in reality's monochrome blur? Whom will stand by me? And whom will watch me meet my demise. Reality isn't what it seems to be. Nevermore I shall suffer in silence and through shadows. The storm calls me. Calls me to start breaking free from chains of the broken kuudere heart. This isn't what it all seems to be. As it is not my reality. Not my wagtails. Not my problem. Yet life will continue if I'm not there to be. To be in shadows and in the pressing chilling rain of mental pain that drives me insane.