Look I've been through some shit,
And sometimes I don't know how to deal with it.
I'm sorry ,if it seems like I'm on a fix,
Sometimes that's just how it is.
Look, I've tried and I'm trying now,
It's hard and you'll never know why it hurts.
Running back and forth with all of my words.
In my mind it gets worse.
There's a fire inside and I'm getting burned.
I can't just make it go away, make it fade.
It's not something I can avoid.
It haunts me in my dreams, a ghost kind of pain.
I'm sorry if you're not used to this,
But this is my life and that's how it is.
I can't help it if I'm losing my mind,
And I wanna be alone sometimes,
Then there are those times I need someone to hold me at night.
I don't wanna be this way,
I really don't.
But I can't help myself, I need help.
Where do you go when you can't hold on to your own soul?
Look I've been through some shit.
It's not my fault if you can't handle it.
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Clinomania
PoetryA collection of poems and essays. Thoughts and passages about life and the human things we all do in our lives. All of the indescribable feelings we all possess.
