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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required God, I’m scared Scared to be alone I’ve lost so much Lost my light Now I’m alone in the dark So alone. My friends try to reach me I’ve fallen too far, Still trying to stand tall, But I’m crippled, broken, and bleeding now. Everything I see is salt in the wounds, Writhing in pain, all alone in my private hell. “I’m dying inside and nobody knows it but me.” Only that’s not the case, everyone knows. No matter how hard I try to hide in the dark, No solace, No protection in the dark, In the cold, So blind I can’t find myself. Pain overwhelms feelings of other things. “Without you, I’m not me”, And that’s exactly the case, Smile in the face of death, my welcomed visitor. Blind, deaf, and dumb All I can do is inflict pain. I hate myself for what I’ve said, and done. Love is absent from my life Yet it consumes all. The absence filled only when I’m touched And that’s something I’ve missed for months, Smile, grin and bear it, Not working. They see through my shallow smile It hurts them to see me, when I can’t see them. In booze I’ve tried to drown the feeling, But it’s magnified through the liquid. I feel so stupid, I want out. I can’t leave, as much as I hate this place, I’m drawn to it, stuck. Drawn like a moth to a flame, But perpetually burned by it, Forever night, forever dark, forever cold, At least that’s how it feels. Time doesn’t heal, it steals from me My breath and blood, joy and love, Gives me in return, pain, Enough to bathe in I’ve tried to bleed, The blood brings no relief, I do feel human, and that’s the problem. My bliss is gone, and has left me with no malice, No hate, And no desire for revenge, These things I am without, Though I’ve sought them. Passion, in all of its forms, is gone, And has left me alone with my agony. Perfection for me lies in a place were the light lives, In the smile of another No one sees, I can’t fix me Broken before, re-broke now, Shattered beyond the skills of those I know. Too broken to fix, Except by one, who is not ready to be there Love is the problem, and the solution Pain is love and love is pain. Despite the cold, In the darkness, I am prepared to wait, Weather the storm. I just hope I survive the night.
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