hurt…

Every time I try,

To put up a front, firm and strong

I end up on the flipside,

With my soul, guilty and wrong.

I break the hearts of people,

Who are closest to me,

Then stand with my head down,

Asking for an apology.

But how many times more

Will I walk this path of pain,

Maybe that is what I deserve

So I walk again.

And this is how my soul should be,

Desolate, deserted, and forsaken,

Amid the scenes of a broken dream,

From which I shall never awaken.

 

 

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