Everyday is a struggle.
I'm always scared of what's to come,
Scared of being left alone.
Yet I keep pushing everyone away.
They call,
They text,
They worry.
But I say nothing as I lay in bed asleep.
Little did anyone know I was already six feet underneath.
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Poems That Speak From The Soul
ŞiirLong ago my heart was full of life and love. Now it's full of depression and despair. These poems I write are what I feel. So enjoy this craziness that I feel. ~Candy {Not part of the Marvel Kids.}
