Psychosis Poems #2
Psychosis Poetry Presents…
Oct 4, 2021
EMOTIONS.
WHY DO THEY EXIST?
ALWAYS ENDS IN A TWIST.
MY MIND IS A FUCKING MESS,
FILLED WITH DARKNESS.
I FORGOT WHAT LIGHT,
EVEN FUCKING FEELS LIKE.
I FEEL THIS DEPRESSED MIND,
IT’S STARTING TO SPIKE.
MENTAL STABILITY,
IS IT REAL?
MAYBE.
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