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My Life; The Black Hole

Poetry By: Quirky Cait
Poetry



this is how i had felt before i met someone very special


Submitted:May 5, 2011    Reads: 102    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


I am trapped.

Trapped in this damn darkness that surrounds me.

Trapped in this hell hole called my life.

Its so dark here.

Its so cold.

Cold from all the brokeness.

Cold from the sorrow.

Cold from the pain.

Cold from the hurt.

Everyday i put on my mask so no one will see the pain.

The hurt.

Or the sorrow.

Everyone is always worried bout me.

And the ones who are a lil worried are the ones who hurt me the most.

In this cold, dark place i have been trapped since i was 13 years old.

There is no way to turn back.

No way to change the past.

I have got to try to find some peace in this giant black hole.

This black hole that i am trapped in.





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