By Emerald Witch | Emerald_Witch's_Poetry | 29 Feb 2020
There is a little person inside me,
And she is very cranky,
It takes a lot to keep her in,
And from driving me crazy.
She only ever makes things harder,
When she has an outburst,
She is my mental disorder,
Making me feel like I’m submersed in water.
When she breaks free, she is the worst,
I smoke a joint and that controls hers,
But she remains... she is my curse.
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These are the poems I have written throughout the years and any new ones I write. I don't write often and only usually write poetry when I am depressed. Hope someone enjoys them. 💚
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