Another Day, Another Misery.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
A man is alive but only just. Only breathing and nothing more.

Submitted: October 12, 2012

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Can I please have my heart back?

Can I have my soul?

Can I have my life?

You have it all.

You have my all.

And you don’t even know.

You have my mind and I’m drowning.

I’m falling.

I’m failing daily.

I am so close to death.

I am so close to the end.

I want nothing but you.

I am so sorry.

I apologise.

Why is it my heart that is in ruins?

Why can’t I move on?

Why?

I wake up and wonder I’m alive.

Oh, great, another day to drag through.

Another day without her.

Another day of pain.

And yet all those around me are allowed happiness.

All those around me seem to be content.

I am not.


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