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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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Written by
caroline-stradley
26 / F / American
Published
Jan 9, 2012
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