dead
It feels like something wants me dead.
Like some force is against me and is taking everything that kept me afloat.
I feel like its trying to take you..
Its trying to take you away and, I guess, I cant stop it if it does.
I've felt so empty for the past night. My chest feels like a hollow cavity that no longer is filled with vital organs but with you. You fill it and it fucking hurts because I dont know if you want to be there anymore.
I dont know if you want to be on the recieving end of my poetry anymore, and I wish you could tell me exactly how it is youre feeling. But you cant, I guess.
It feels like something wants me dead, and im not sure how much longer I can hold up with no cover from the storm.
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