d e s p e r a t e

Desperate
to feel something new 
something good

Desperate
to have someone
feel towards me

Desperate but picky
Never satisfied
Always empty
except for some instances of 
fulfillment

Desperate
to feel like I belong

I don't. Anywhere.

Desperate to grow closer to the things I need
but instead I grow 
farther and towards
the things that make me 

Desperate
and Sad

Desperate
and Mad

When will I get it right?

Will I? 

I have to have trust

Faith

but I'm desperate

I CAN'T BREATHE

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ps how do you feel about me adding these little images? ive always been a very visual person, so i hope they work with the poems... 

please comment/vote id really appreciate it :) 

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