The bed I made for myself

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
What i know .

Submitted: April 13, 2012

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The feelings inside me dies . I don’t have enough  strength to keep fighting myself .

I hurt the ones I love I can't seem to make anybody smile. I try and try but I drag the ones I love down. I never let them know that deep in my useless body I feel so ashamed for doing it .

The hatred for my self I  turn around and blame others for . its hard to face the truth that lies ahead of me . hard to know that I cant love myself . I cant love another. Hard to tell people just how sorry I really am for all mistakes and I know I can not take them back but its gone its so long gone I can never even think about the repairs that have to be made. or that they will never get made .

I made my bed and I have to lay and suffer what I have brought my self

 


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