There is a girl
Who constantly lives in pain.
Only a little bit of happiness
Is what she wishes to gain.
But that's too much.
She lives in tremendous fear.
Nothing she sees,
Is seen completely clear.
She searches for answers,
Whether it's day or night.
But it's hard for her to see,
When there's no light.
She fell to her knees,
Lost in the abyss of dark.
The end of her life,
Is where it marks.
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Poetry for the Pained
PoetryThis is just poetry that I've randomly written, and feel like publishing them will help or inspire others. They're all pretty short. Please, no hatful remarks.
