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Dying for Answers

Poetry By: A Broken Dream
Memoir



When you need your questions answered the most, it feels like it just stays unanswered forever. When you can't tell whats truth and what are lies, it feels like you'll never know. When you can't ask someone for help, the thought goes through your head, asking, "Are they the sweet and kind person you think they are?"


Submitted:Jan 14, 2012    Reads: 34    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   


I feel alone,

like I'm crushed inside.

It feels like a part of me

just vanished

or maybe died.

I can't keep my thoughts straight,

knowing it might be true.

I don't think he understands

what I've been though.

.::*::.

I'm not sure what to believe,

or how to figure out this out.

I try to feel a little happy,

but I'm already filled up with doubt.

My head hurts,

my body aches.

Any moment now

I just might break.

I don't know what's true,

or who's telling the lies.

I don't know if I can take this any longer,

tears already form in my eyes.

.::*::.

I can't find the right answer,

I'm so confused.

I feel lost inside everyone's words.

What am I suppose to do?





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