All I have left is rage
Left my fear in yesterday
Got so used to all the pain
Now I live in yesterday
Taking steps through a thin line
Cracking egg shells all the time
No where left now I lost the right
To feel alive
Who am I now? Who should I be because I lost myself along the way
Now the days are just grey..
So alike in boring ways
Words fly by but im not reading
Im stuck on the same line that I keep repeating
Take it away now take my pain
Give me hope that I'll be okay
AN: Short and sweet
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Poetry Or Words
PoetryWhen I'm hurting inside and my heart aches I write about it... it's not exactly poetry and my vocabulary sucks but I would like to share it.. shoutout to my friend Anna for recommending Wattpad.. Poetic Death is my Oh so dramatic screen name..
