Forget last night
Trying to forget the pains I cause
If he only knew
About the secrets I keep
Drowning, trapped
In my own mistakes
I can't get out
Trying to feel.
Looking in all the wrong places
To fulfill some need
Loosing myself all the time
To momentary highs
Always followed by a crash
Falling
Felling like I'm in some kind of horrible wonderland
Searching for a way out of this hole
Finding solace in different arms.
Unsatisfied by the love I have
Wandering and searching
For something to fulfill the emptiness I feel deep inside.
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Thoughts For The Lonesome
PoetryThis is part three of my "thoughts" series. Tale No One (Part 1) Thoughts Before Bed (Part 2) Thoughts for the lonesome (Part 3) No need to read them in order, just read what suits you best. Thanks for reading. Harry
