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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Death · #2293835
Circling thoughts unmoving body
These days I have no motivation
I can't do what I used to love
Or really anything at all

Days pass like months
But weeks pass like hours
Sunrise and sunset all mean the same to me now

It's the sinking feeling of knowing if you were here it'd all be okay
But you can't come back from the sky that holds you
At least not in the way that I need

Maybe I could stop crying if you hugged me
Or maybe I could look at nature and see it instead of you again
Or maybe I'd actually want to do the things I plan

I'm loneliest when I go out
Surrounded by people who know nothing of you or what I am hiding
I used to like being with friends but now I think I'm better alone
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