I want to feel happy for you,
I just feel inexplicably sad
Like you're living the I dreams I always had
And I want you to live your best life,
But your victory presses through me like a hot knife
I don't think we were meant to cross paths,
You don't deserve my wrath
We're so privileged to be here,
Yet you don't have anything to fear
Just that my troubles, dear
They never seem to leave me be
Until I've perished, forever beneath,
Beneath these roots that are evermore engraved into me
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Relaxed Poems by green bean
PoetryJust like the title says, poems about anything and everything-sometimes dark, sometimes playful and sometimes short. I make these for my own enjoyment!
