Short but true


True life

If this is living I rather be dead
My life .my anger the pains in my head
everyday is a fight to survive this horable life
But to know I'm nothing inside .my soul crys for no more of this night .
How long do I have to fight .This misable life .......



Poetry by dee quirke
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Written on 2026-04-28 at 15:35

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
I ask for a release from whatever it is that is the cause of your suffering, dear friend. Blessings, Allen
2026-04-28


Melinda K Zarate The PoetBay support member heart!
Dear dee,

I’m not sure what to write, but feel a desire to reach out to you and say, you are not alone, at least in a greater sense of being. You have people here, fellow poets, who care about you. While I do not know the specific pain from whence your words come, I can feel it and have experienced it myself. For me, better days came along. I hope that happens for you as well. It is my wish for you.

Sincerely,
Melinda
2026-04-28