I post poems to hide the pains of living.
Behind this screen, I can be whoever I want to be,
And because of that, I choose to be the part of me struggling.
Struggling, struggling because of a missing piece.
The piece that has you in it, the piece that needs you.
This pain seems to grow stronger the longer I am without this piece.
Some days I wake up, incoherent to the life going on around me,
Because I miss you, I miss us, and it slowly eats me alive.
I wish for one second in the world that you could see how weak I am without you.
But yes, I do put on a smile, because the world doesn't need to see me struggle,
because I can't struggle with this forever,
And eventually, the struggling will be gone and the missing piece will be filled.
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Comments4
Good god this is beautiful. I'm kinda jealous for whom you have written two. Just absolutely beautiful. Great work.
thank you!!
This is beautiful !
thank you!
Very good write. Many people write to lose themselves from the real world, even for just a few minutes, it is so important.
thank you!
So beautiful!
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