Category : Poems

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I'm coming together,
Not completely though.
It has been quite the show.

I was caught in the undertow;
Being dragged by the flow.
I was always feeling too low.

Kill yourself, was said to me.
Now it's all I think about to this day.
A thought I wish could never be. 

I don't want to think it.
I don't want to bleed it. 
I'm sick of feeling this depleted.