Broken

Mon, 03/25/2019 - 13:41 -- Wxsted

Feeling I am in the dark
Even in the day
Didn't think life would get so hard
Filled with sadness, anger, and pain

I fell in the hole of a substance
Keeps me from sleeping because I am afraid
That I will keep falling losing my purpose
My life, my pride, is broken

My mind I lose
I want to leave soon
I can't be a part of this
Stuck in this dark room

I feel like the outcast
I feel broken inside
I know I am trash
I know everyone wants me to die

This poem is about: 
Me

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