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Apr 2018
So this time around I'll do better. I'll cry till I can't cry no more, I'll bear the pain because I know it's temporary and I'll be alright soon. It's time to move on! It's time for a change, I won't let anything hold me down. I'm moving forward. I want what's best for me. I wanna better myself, I think I have repeatedly been looking for love in the wrong places, that's why I keep getting hurt over and over. Or maybe love is also temporary? Can it be so? Can it be a fantasy? What's love really? Why do we feen for it? Why is it so hard to find the one for you? Is there such thing? So many questions, so many thoughts running through my mind I don't know what to do with them. I don't know where to start or how to express them. So many things I hide from the world, so many things I hide from myself? I think it's time to show myself out, get out of my shell and go out there and show people what I really am and what I'm capable of. We limit ourselves because we don't want to be judge by society for the weird stuff that we project but yet they want you to be unique. Unique don't mean normal. I think that I'm different. The way I process stuff. The way I see life, the way I carry myself is very different. I'm high off life! High off myself. The energy I give out. I'm tired of being depressed and miserable. I'm tired of letting people my actions and my decisions. I'm tired of being stuck and trapped in this big *******. Time to get out of it . I'm ******* tired ******* it. See what they don't know is that I'm not scared of dying, I actually want to die. I wanna see what it's like , what's after, how is it ? And why the **** people are so scared to die. I think dying is actually living. Life is death to me and when I die I liveΒ Β I don't know if that make sense to you but it make sense to me. I think we are capable of so much stuff but yet we limit ourselves from it because it's not practical or it's not domain. I'm not Human!
This poem is from a difficult time of my life
Jackie La Guerre
Written by
Jackie La Guerre  57/F/Brooklyn
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