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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