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Lie on a couch
pour it all out
one, two, many feelings.
they give you a pill
say ‘you can choose to chill,
or maybe you just need Jesus’.
'Maybe working out
can get the cobwebs out’
curing loneliness for one twenty five a session.
Tell you to write
Tell you to sleep more at night
tell you to focus on every blessin’.
Maybe I’m not broken,
I just see the darkness here,
and what I fear,
is I can’t share enough light
to find others who also burn inside,
so together, we can keep love’s fires alive.
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
My Poetry Collection DEMORTALIZING is out now!!!: https://a.co/d/5fqwmEb

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