When you're in a bad situation
It's hard to believe in anything
You don't really have hope for the future
You barely have hope for the present
You start to lose parts of yourself
They disappear so well you don't remember what they used to be
It's hard to put yourself back together
To get back to what you used to be
Honestly I'm not even sure who I was
Let alone who I am now
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A Night's Whisper
PoetrySometimes the universe speaks And I can't help but listen A compilation of little poems I write Ongoing
