This pain won't stop,
The stress levels won't drop.
My head won't stop hurting,
All this pain is disconcerting.
I need outta here,
I don't want to live in fear.
Every wrong step, every wrong move,
Is counted, like I have something to prove.
What have I done,
To have them point at me with a gun.
Ready to fire, into my heart.
To break down the walls and tear me apart.
What gives them the right?
To force me to fight?
All I want to be,
Is free.
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DARKEST NIGHTS **COMPLETE**
PoesíaThe Cryptic messages from my head. I am okay. Just love wrting my thoughts through words. I love this Poem book. Do enjoy! Remember, YOU are worth something. YOUR life matters. NEVER forget that! #2 in Dark poetry- 6/22/2018 :) ...
