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About This Poem
Days I Fight
There are just days,
I just want to fade,
no joy can exist,
find a place.
I hide from the world,
keep to myself,
they should never have to see,
the evil that persists.
I fight to survive,
but find myself just wanting to die.
No one could comprehend my inner soul,
could accept the battle within.
I fight to not give in,
but this war seems too hard to win.
I question how strong I could truly be,
what the night may ultimately bring.
I hide from my nightmares,
try to stay up late.
Here they come to haunt me,
in the brightest light.
There are just days,
I just want to be in another place.
Maybe I'll finally wake,
and there will be no battle to face.
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