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a poem from a very dark period in my life |
| Alone is how I feel. Discouraged is what I am. Unhappy, foolish, heartbroken, scared, nervous and lost. Cry is what I do, At night when no one hears hurting, hiding, losing trying to forget my fears. Staring at the ceiling, hoping the pain will go away. Wishing that tomorrow, never becomes today. Wanting to get lost, so no one can ever see the pain and hurt inside my heart thats taking over me. |