Alone
I'm the product of brokenness.
Tortured with failure. I know
hurt all to well. Everyday I
wake with saddened eyes.
Lonely is how I get by. Love is
something I enjoy reading off a
page. How nice it would be to
have those fairy tale endings.
Reality of the situation is I'm a
man walking his journey alone.
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