Cut Loose

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just a short poem.

Submitted: August 03, 2017

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I am getting so sick, thoughts are eating at my head 
My thoughts run deeper and my nights are conflicting 
A battle within, my world is tilting, I do not know where I belong 
I kept walking towards feelings I dusted under the rug, so down on myself
Selfish wishes were that If I die no one should bat an eye 
Keep walking by the same place, where you all watch me with those sad faces 
I do not know what you all are thinking, but i'm fine, really
I am just not myself, god never said a thing, I'm starting to doubt my own beliefs 
Starring into the dark, wishing to hear my beating heart 
Seeing the real me hanging about, do not worry about me I will not be gone to long 
I am just going to go for another lonely walk, so please we do not need to talk 
Here again by that same place, when we were young we all used to hang 
Used to laugh and joke, and talk all night, but why the sad faces this fine night? 
Why aren't you telling me to stop? Why can't you guy's even talk?
I did not mean to leave you be, I just needed to find something important to me
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