I'm tired...yet no one ever ask why.
I'm so tired...of all these tears that I cry.
I'm so broken...and I don't know what else to do.
I've been homeless since I was 20, yet it feels like it has been since birth.
I'm so tired of screaming for help and yet I am left to drown for what feels like a lifetime.
I'm worn down from all of these battles and I don't know what to do. I'm so ready to throw in the towel when it comes to this thing called life nothing else has ever been more true.
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Writings from the soul
Poetryhello my name is Xander and these are my original poems/ short writings. I write what's real to me, what's my reality and what is raw but also some are just burst of inspiration and I write as they come to me and will keep them organized. feel fre...
