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Unanswered
I want to curl up in a ball
Who knew that I could feel so small
Find a place to hide, and not come out at all
Who knew that one could feel such pain
So bad it's driving me insane
I search for answers to no avail
The thoughts I form make me oh so pale
My mind, an abandoned mine field
So tread lightly my dear friends
One wrong step, leaves me as good as dead
Secluded with my memories and thoughts
Just like shrapnel they pierce my heart
Can be frustrating when we
Can be frustrating when we have no answers. My life has been that way in many areas for over 10 years now. Nice write!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you :)
Thank you :)
I am but an open book, it is up to you to turn the pages.