Sometimes,
I look towards the skies,
Searching for peace, only finding pain,
As I stare at the sun,
The threads unravel, they come undone,
When you feel nothing, when you are numb,
Sometimes,
I get lost in the abyss,
Stumbling through my memories,
Looking back instead of forward,
Trying to see the light is so hard,
When you’re empty when you’re scared,
Sometimes,
I want to give my days away,
To offer you my hours, my time,
A gift from me to another,
This life is wasted on a broken soul like me,
A person damaged, who doesn’t want to be,
Sometimes………
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Very touching. I love it
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Thank you.
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You really have a way with words, great writing
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Thank you , at times I think I do. When I’m not being foul-mouthed, sarcastic or an ass.😂😂😂
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Damaged Souls R Us. 😉
I hate when I feel this way. Your poem put into words one of my bad days.😕
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Sucks to feel this way.😢🙁😞
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Totally 😦
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