As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I know only God really knows what I meant.
I pray no one mourns over this lost life.
God, I don't want to see my family cry.
I tried to do this I really did but no matter my strength my self-doubt would always win.
Its hard knowing the truth but still believing the worst.
The pain and suffering from a brain that doesn't work.
I'm tired of faking my life.
I just pray to God that the choice I made was right.
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Behind The Smile
PoetryMy sporadically written poems with no theme. I just jot down things that come to mind. If you like, let me know.