Sometimes I feel like dying,
yet i'm still here, working hard and trying.
Some things keeps me alive,
my loved ones do it too,
so what's the point in wanting to die?
Forever strong i'll remain
until the end of my days,
always giving thanks and smiling brightly.
Hate is no longer a friend,
though I won't take disrespect lightly,
anger and rage won't get to my head.
I feel more than alive,
and I pray this feeling will forever thrive.
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Unspoken Thoughts I
PoetrySome of these poems are old poems that I had written a long time ago and some are new. I write poems whenever I feel inspired so expect slow updates to this book, however please enjoy! best ratings: #1 thoughts #1 thoughtful
