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Broken and Afraid

I'm a broken soul Broken and bruised. I just want to be whole Instead of self abused. I'm alone right now Afraid of my brain, Trying to learn how To cope with my pain. I need you to know How lucky I feel To have ever met you, To know you're here. But still I'm lost In my life's grand journey. To the side I've been tossed And I fell to a gurney. But the doctors can't fix What's inside your head. It just precious tricks. They pretend with the meds. I tell them it's worked. I say that it's helping. But I still have urges; I'm still feeling crazy. I'm alone in my mind, Though not in my pain. I just want to grind My life down the drain. I feel so stupid. You're not oblivious. But I'm in love still, although it's ridiculous.
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caroline-stradley
26 / F / American
Published
Jan 9, 2012
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