future shines brightly
yet, i want to end this life
but i need to see through
my grades define my life
im exhausted, crazy.
must i keep working?
what do i live for?
i have my people i love
and they sometimes help
seeing through the vows
trying hard to make it past
it might be the end
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freyaaa (
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My wonderful Santa Clause whimsy princess this was the most scrumptious poem I have ever laid my eyes on like my soul ate up the soul present you have gifted us I have never witness such great beautiful, other then yourself, keep trying to live or I will freaking dig up your grave and bring you back love you my wonderful Santa clause whimsy princess (ps I will break into your house jk love you girl)
There is anxiety and dread in this poem turned lament. Nicely written
Thank you so much!!
You are most welcome
My friend, I’ve felt that kind of pressure before…where everything starts to feel like it’s closing in and hard to carry. The way you hold both the struggle and the small reasons to keep going…that’s real. I’m really glad you put this into words. Well done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you for the kind comment!!
You're welcome, Freyaaa!
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