I thought
I thought that running away would help me change.
I thought that moving to a new city would me change.
I thought joining the military would help me change.
I thought starting over would help me change.
I thought I could run away from the pain.
I thought I could move away from the self hate.
I thought I could change my life and the thoughts of suicide would go away.
I thought I could start over and the insecurities would wipe away.
I thought that maybe if everything around me changed I wouldn't feel the same.
I thought wrong because I want die everyday.
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Mixed Emotions (poems)
PoésiePoetry is my muse. My escape. My truth. This is a collection of all my poems and those to come. This is my heart and soul. This is my core. My chamber of secrets. Hope you enjoy. Please comment and give me your opinion it's appreciated. Copyright: A...
