What Is This Feeling
Why are these painful thoughts polluting me?
I am a lost girl in a desert land
All I want to do is be set free
I am trying a doing all I can
I know I am slowly losing my mind
Sweet release cause shameful ugly stains
With every blow I am being left behind
There is nothing left inside but pure pain
The diamonds in my eyes are losing light
It is harder and harder to breakout
It is struggle when all you do is fight
When I cry, I cry blood but I bleed doubt
Am I truly done with this world were in
I am not a saint,all I do is sin
Copyright © Lysette Marshall | Year Posted 2015
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