Some days
I just don't understand.
How did I get here?
I was oblivious
at first.
Then I wanted nothing to do with her
I sat against my closet wall
At age thirteen
wishing
that the wall would clasp
and I would
fall
until
I ceased to exist
several ups and downs
with her addiction
Also fights with him
because of his new family
Now I guess
things are not as bad
But I am still damaged
Because that
was only the Revolution War
Now I am left
To fight
The Civil War
By myself and against myself.
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PoetryCould be very triggering to people sufferIng with mental illinesses or prolong sadness Poems composed from my dark thoughts and released onto here in attempt to rid my head of its demons.
