The Sky


It could have been the dark blue sky, time of the day

or the despair.

These thoughts hit me like an arrow

to the head.

Be calm and hopeful,

please love yourself.

You're your worst nightmare,

be kind to yourself.

Don't let pride keep you, 

let it go.

You can't move forward with a cement block,

and no control. 


he didn't mean it.


you're only human.

Don't forget.


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