I seek peace in my unrest
I need rest in his absence
Because this peace, he's hard to find
Without him, nothing makes sense
I'm done caring, but I can't not care
All this indifference feels unfair
Not on me, but those around me
I can't ever mean an 'I don't care'
I don't understand the things around me
I don't comprehend these happenings
But I'm learning to let them happen
Because I don't control my surroundings
I've had peace within arm's reach
He was always a call away
Until I lost sight of him
Until I went astray
I'm learning to appreciate
Things I've had, things I have
To not dare take for granted
The food, the clothes, the family, the love
It's all easier said than done
It's much simpler spoken out
It's much harder than it seems
It's the reason I seek peace.
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The Darkness Within: Vol. 4
PoetryThird notebook, third book. This is where it gets real. Warning: Not for the faint of heart. Just kidding lmaooo (Or am I??) But yeah anyways, here we go on our third (unofficially fourth) rollercoaster ride! Poetry is my way of saying: AAAAAA HELP...
