cried

i finally really cried

i let out as much as i could without throwing up

i cried for 3 hrs

just a continual outpour of blue

it felt so good

but it didn’t heal me

i wanted it to heal me

i thought it would heal me

but i’m still here the next day

writing poems in the dark

what am i gonna do tomorrow

i don’t want to be writing another poem

because if i am that means ur gone.

actually gone.

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