Pain

when I was 15 I tore my ACL
and I thought it was the worst
pain I could ever experience

I was wrong

because when I was 16 I watched my friend’s dad die
when I was 17 a man who I trusted
and admired
walked out of my life by choice
and when I turned 18 I moved for the fifth time

but now I’m 19 and 
I’ve learned not to open up to people who don’t listen
life sucks but
I’ve made enough new friends 
to make up for the ones I’ve lost
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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May 13, 2016 at 10:07 PM
Nicole, Fantastic writing, glad to read your poem tonight. Forever ~LINDA~
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November 16, 2015 at 1:56 PM
Nicole you write with a passion of your youth...:), jill
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