I broke for a moment
In the blink of an eye
I lost my mind
Died a little inside
I scared someone else
And saw in myself
A change, a disaster
I sat back and cried
"Who is this person,
This isn't me..."
I shook and trembled
Thinking this cannot be
The thing is, I slipped
Lost reality's grip
And the dreadful truth;
I am not the first.
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If I Had A Nickel
PoetryPoems of hopes, determination, and the words inside my head...