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I usually write about my feelings. This poem isn't particularly brilliant, but it does show what I was feeling. Enjoy.


Submitted:Aug 12, 2014    Reads: 23    Comments: 1    Likes: 3   


Through the pain and the suffering
Through the torture and despair
I kept on going all the time
Just searching for air

I kept hoping
I kept wishing
Still you were never there
I was lonely
I was helpless
And yet you didn't care
I was cracking
I was breaking
Yet the pain was mine to bare

Through the pain and the suffering
Through the torture and despair
How do I keep going?
When I'm living a nightmare





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