The Dark Place


Sitting here feeling empty, not understood, an all alone. 

Completely gone off to a place unknown, wandering through trying to find my way back. 

i put up a smoke screen of smiles that can light up the world. 

Blowing off the real struggles,fears,and pain. 

Grieving over the choices I have made .

Feeling like no out there really understands.

Drowning out to the mellow indie music that fills my soul. 

Relieving the pain for a while.

Fading away slowly yet surely. 

Fixing the things I have created seem se unrealistic, when people disparage the effort. 

As the harsh feelings build up more and more. i wonder if I will ever recover from the dark time. 



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