ALone

Alone once again Left to roam the expancess of sadness in my own mind They think i am getting better but my sadness has only grown if only they had known Sat here upon my throne of thorns Mourning my losses I didn't get a warning that my life would be like this My life should be good and full of smiles like theirs I didn't volunteer for this pain My anxiety is like a ball and chain

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