One Day
A R let me begin to tell you what I wanted to tell you when it all change,
Seven to three years back I could explain the situations I gain when I was lost within,
People come to tell me about the good old days as if we never change took the chance as change to grow into who we are if never gain.
Within a mental brain a raging pain that grown
Divide his character to become a torn vein,
A broken heart that was lose to the game committed suicide within it's mind,
Watching a world disintegrate derealization it feels so great.
I'm not taking the blame for the results that remain I'm taking action to fix the issue that still remain,
If you ever wanted to know please look at the poems at I have wrote,
A work of art from the sideline of broken heart,
And you would see how i felt when.
9/20/16
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