Laying down,
Drifting off,
And Wondering,
Wondering what will hurt tomorrow.
Wondering, Waiting.
Waiting for it to stop.
Wondering, Waiting, Wishing.
Wishing that it never started.
Wondering, Waiting, Wishing, Willing.
Willing the tears not to flow.
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About my struggle with figuring out what was wrong with me.
Juvenile Arthritis.
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Peaceful Disaster
PoetryLife is crazy, beautiful, and horrible, all at the same time. Here are some poems to prove it. Updates every week.
