And after all of the pain and the bullshit,
He became numb.
He was in limbo,
Searching for a way out of the circular existence of life.
He was lost and not yet found.
He was the forgotten,
And so his soul was lost in the carnage with evil in its wake.
He became everything they feared,
But he became everything he had now hoped.
August 4, 2018
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Validity
PoetryThis collection of poetry is my story. This is all the things I struggle or struggled with within myself, and most of these things I've overcome. The purpose of this collection is to help y'all understand that you're not alone. Enjoy.
