Living on an edge, losing my sanity
My life has turned into a Shakespearean tragedy
With no where to hide and no where to run
My thoughts despair have now just begun
So hopeless, helpless, my silence is my plea
All taken and torn, I sold my glee
Bittersweet innocence has gotten me no where
A once often smile is now completely rare
I'm just livin on an edge, hoping for release
But alive, this cruelty could never cease
'Tis the end of my day, a wish to come true
I implore to never again feel this blue
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Simply: Third Collection of Poetry
Poetry"I hope my thoughts reach you like blown kisses." My best and newest collection of poetry featuring My Worn Soldier, Anew and Shared Scars as well as a selection of fused poetry from my now deleted first collection. Enjoy please. Wish me luck in t...
