alone...
Sitting here on my bedthinking what life's ahead;
many frustrations that have experienced
lamention nor melancholy...I crave to flee
Sometimes I want to give up
sometimes I want to be numb
for being insentive, I won't get hurt
I won't be weeping nor griefing
all alone facing this hardship
all alone I always bawl
I have no one to turn
but I, Me, Myself...alone
Poetry by Mitch
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Written on 2006-06-20 at 14:52
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