I come here to bleed out emotionally.
I come for the fun of poems.
Now that my pain and suffering is almost over. My mind is clear and empty.
My reasoning for writing poetry
And expressing my so called emotions is gone. For this may be may last poem. Or maybe it's the beginning of more ideas who knows.
My reasoning for poetry is now gone so I think. But one day I know it will be back again.
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Author:
Mikhail (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I haven't felt pain ever since my ex dumped me and since I found another. My depression is gone my happiness returned yet my skills in poetry have diminished greatly. I can't think of anything to write when it comes to my joy. When pain is here it's easy so now it's difficult. Hopefully one day I will be able to write again but not of pain but instead of joy. If not one day I will be able to write about my pain again for pain always comes and goes
- Category: Reflection
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