Bronx ny
United States

One night as a laid in bed I couldn't sleep my thoughts chose to wonder instead
Same troubles kept playing in my head
Over and over again
But something came over me I can't explain it
All I know I had to just let it all go
Free my mind from whom doesn't like me
Even if it is my own family
Not letting none of those enemies get close enough to even hurt me
I have allowed enough pain
Pain that never seemed to go away
I told myself that night
Don't cry and
Don't feel bad
One day they will see and regret all that hatred and misery
By that time it may be to late
By that time I'll probably be far far away.

This poem is about: 
My family
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