All of my emotions are bottled up inside
I've walked a long road with no place to hide.
I've tried to understand the pain in me
I've lost the words that make me sane you see.
I can't keep walking on an empty street
With these poor aching feet.
I've only seen a broken stone
And I can't help feeling lost, scared, confused and alone.
I wish I had a place to go
Just one other place I could call home.
Stressed out over so many things
It's gotten hard to remember my dreams.
I've lost my thoughts
My brain sees spots.
I can't think anymore
I just feel entirely sore.
Someone save me from my insanity
It's gotten harder and harder to breathe.
It's gotten harder to see.
It's gotten harder to be...
Me.
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The Days With No Sun
PoetrySometimes we fear truth over reality. But things get dark and heavy and we play the blame game. We end up hurting others or ourselves even. We don't think before we act or we don't say before we do. This is the evolution of my madness. A cluster of...
