Along the way I got lost.
I forgot how to be me.
I forgot what it was like to night fight for love.
I forgot things could be okay.
I forgot not everyone different was the enemy.
I forgot how to love.
I forgot how to be loved.
Now I fear I will never forget what loneliness feels like.
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Poems From a Mad mind.
PoetryPoems I have written. They tend to be quick reads. Some sad, happy, depressing, deep, and everything in between. They are not all good but I like to think I have a few good ones scattered through. Some are short some are longer. So are simple some a...
