realization of self
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Depression
Something that poems usually are centered around, grab your heart strings and strangle tears until you are dry with sorrow
the sun drops into the well
a shiny penny of a wish,
as a delicate red
draws a halo around
the mountains. i wish
to flip away the coins
on my eyes, revitalized
and resurrected, the styx
“ CINDERELLA!!!”
“ CINDERELLA!!!!!!”
“ CINDERELLA !!!!!!!”
Here our heroine lies
On the floor for the daiy cries
Stop
Why
Because you have yet to realize
That my potential inside
Isn’t to write
In me is the power to fight
But without a doubt
Inside and out
I forced a change to go around
