One day the world lost color,
And the sunlight slipped away.
No matter what it was dark and dim,
I had nothing left for each day.
My dreams were nightmares,
But my thoughts were much worse.
Why be awake if no one cares at first?
So I dealt with the terror in my sleep,
Trying not to scream when I woke up,
Trying not to let the thoughts too deep.
What do I do when the world lost color,
And the sunlight slipped away,
When my heart is cut in half,
And I'm not sure I'll ever be okay?
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Specks in my eye
PoesíaThis is a collection of my poetry from over the years. I have used it to cope with many things throughout my life. I like being able to put words to how I feel. Please be aware this will touch on sensitive topics seeing as it is a coping mechanism f...
