Hii, I’m still alive! Hope people are okay?(ish)I had an encounter with someone, who became significant to me in a matter of days. I’m too ill though and they backed away because of it, leaving me alone in this country so here’s a poem:
Pain is a teacher; an illusion,
To our confusion it will change the entirety of a life.
If you let it reside in your mind, it will grow like a tree,
warping, wrapping its roots through your psyche.
Let it flow instead like water, for a while all you’ll see
is blurred imagery. And a taste of tears in your mouth.
But atleast you’ll be free. You’ll heal, slowly perhaps.
But you’ll heal.
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Hi
Good poem and i really like your nickname!
Let’s do a t-shirt written on it:
FAKE HAPPY !!!
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Thankyou! Yeah 🙂 smile everybody! I know you’re all crying inside really.
Agreeing with above user, start creating and selling t-shirts with “Fake Happy” on them. That would be brilliant. 😀
Heheee