Sometimes it's good to be alone.
Peaceful,
healthy
or even happy.
But then it's every day.
All the time.
Every hour,
every second, engulfing your life.
Slowly taking my soul away from my body.
Stripping my body and
leaving me with nothing but a shell.
A shell that I can never fill.
Sitting in a corner
where I put my self
wanting a human touch
I can never be enough.
No matter the time or place,
I will always be alone
sitting,
waiting for your embrace.
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The Forest of Life
PoetryI know poetry isn't for everyone, but what about some about everyday life. Struggles, fun, health, and many more things that we don't talk about. So this book will be filled with poetry that I'm not afraid to post because I want to start the convers...
