All the things that were fun are gone ,
Just me and a voice in my head
It won't leave alone
Telling me to go and how
Not stoping
Help
It's what I need to get away from this pain and this voice
"It will make all this go away "
It saids to me
Should I ?
No
I don't need to listen to this
Ignored
Hopefully I make it though and not miss out on tomorrow
This world might not be as happy as the other
But I know that one day I can go up there to see my grandfather
I wanted to say goodbye ,
But he left me already
It was all gone
My pride
The things that I loved so much
All gone .
Then I wonder how ,why
Because once he was gone I lost the last price of my pride
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Poems by a hurt one
PoesieThe thought you have that u don't want People to know ,all in here .the things only you know .it will get better and easier .trust me
