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In the back of my head
Cauterize my wounds
For I am done bleeding
I can’t continue to spill my heart out for you
A burning sensation
Is all I will be left with
In remembrance of the awful truth
You see I am fortunate to have life
To have a functional mind
And I don’t ask for anything in return
Except compassion from others
From sisters and brothers
But by now you probably have learned
This is a world where we kill
This is a world where we lie
This is a world where we beg and we steal
But when you feel you’ve been wronged
Or you feel your dignity is gone
I’m just there to help you to deal
Please know I’m not complaining
I’m simply stating my dilemma
An issue that lives in the back of my head
Because I’m starting to wonder if it’s crazy
To think that you’ve got it better
Living a life without a care till your dead
This is really cool poem,
This is really cool poem, and I'm not saying that like the overused word that most teenagers use it as. It makes me think of a fire in an igloo: the poem has a calm vibe in the way tht it is written but not in the words. Really well done!
This life is the "once upon a time" kind of fairy tale that will sold to the masses 2000 years after it ends