I always seem to do this.
I get suckered back in by my own imagination and hope.
I start staying up late. I start checking over and over again, to see if you've seen me.
I start seeking your attention, admiration, or affection.
I start seeking what I feel I'm lacking in my life from those closest around me.
Either that, or I'm a terrible, self-centered person.
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Poems of a Broken Man
PoetryHere you will find short examples of poetry, from me, a broken man. I'm not as broken as others, but as a writer, one of the most creative and vulnerable things you can be is broken. If you have one take away from these, please make it this; Check u...
