Poems from Megan Collins

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I am Depression and a Daydream.
It's the way we see eachother And view the world We fold paper and inspect the creces Cry at the sight or sound of truth Wish for what was...
There is space And there is depth Deep within the mind Room for worries, Mistakes, and Complex forms Of expression The boundaries Are...
Consumed by the Light Distract, React. At every angle The object changes Appearance Altered Until the realization Until the epiphany You...
How far do you really stand from the edge?Unexplained sadness and disturbances They flow through you stimulating depression You want to do...
Sad
There will be no silence There will be no restNo word or actionWill be enough.The way you feelWas it really that way?Or is that just how...

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