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My Middle Name
Shame is my middle name, I over indulge in sinful things. I look for light in the darkest room, my heart ridden with regret, now is the time to repent. Insane is my middle name, I look for sanity within an institution. I search, but there is no resolution. The only place I feel at home, is the place I am most alone. Blame is my middle name, I find a reason to blame myself. I hide within the crowd, closed up and hidden with a shroud. I slip through the cracks, I hide in between, hoping to never be seen. Jame is my middle name, I am a middle aged male, so cold I am getting stale. I have no friends, no reason for living, the only thing that keeps me alive is when I am sinning. I try and try but I get lost within the lie, if I don't change I know I will die. I Never feel like I have a place, I am so lost in life, just taking up space. Aim is my middle name, my target is life, so why do I sit here holding a knife? I want to live, but I find it hard, I need someone to take me aboard. The darkest hour is the one that is faced alone, this minute I need someone to bring me home. Help me! Please do not leave, and promise that you will never give up on me.
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