find myself

 

the rain stops

 

my heart drops

 

the misery awakens

 

and it won’t stop

 

maybe it'll go away

 

if i ignore it

 

maybe if i use this way

 

it'll stay

 

but alas

 

the pain leaves and the numbness

 

stays.

 

colours envelop the outskirts

 

of my soul and i laugh

 

i laugh like i have never laughed before

 

somehow i feel better

 

but i get hit with this doubt

 

that this is all a façade

 

and i am still unhappy

 

so pull me out and grasp my arms

 

tell me i am wrong

 

 

and i might be able to

 

 

find myself

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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