why is this happening,
the tortured that stays awake,
pain and abuse,
is all it takes,
which gave me sadness,
every day,
I cry my self to sleep,
to keep me insane,
tears down my face,
with pain in my every day,
in the corner of my eyes,
were hate lays,
is all I feel with every breathe I take,
suffocating inside,
trying to brake free,
no one to turn to,
at every last tree,
all alone,
feeling crazy,
wants help,
but never takes it,
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poems about life
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