Time Bomb
They think they understand,
they think they know the pain.
They try to guilt me into
doing what they say.
I am not scared to leave,
I am scared to stay.
The pain in my chest,
will never go away.
I am alone
in this cold, dark world.
No one to live for-
no one to die with.
My life is a time-bomb,
I am destined to explode.
The clock’s ticking on,
I have nothing to live for.
Copyright © Prerana Atreya | Year Posted 2013
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