I stop
A cold chill runs down my spine
My mind is blank
My body numb
I wonder, "Should I feel Angry? Sad? Despairing? Depressed?"
Should I blame myself?
I know not
I'm a blank slate
Just waiting to understand
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Life Goes On
PoetryLife goes on whether you're with it or not. A collection/journal of thoughts, feelings, and events. Updated as life happens.
