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Paul Phifer-Deratany
Poems
Dec 6
Self
I
lose my
breath,
I yell for help,
But I lose
myself,
My mental
health’s
Hell...
I write them
down with
a pencil,
Just to ****
the bells
that ring—
Echos of shame,
Names
I can’t
let go…
Playing games
in the shadow…
I love who
I loved,
Though
I stand by
myself…
The wrong
souls
I love—
drown me
In an ocean
of bitterness,
Self-hate—
Tell me they
hate me,
for the
way
I am.
They say
they’d stay—
But they go,
And I grow
cold
and alone…
Still, I’m
standing,
One day
hoping
Someone
will guide
me to hope
Written by
Paul Phifer-Deratany
15/M/Los Angelas, CA
(15/M/Los Angelas, CA)
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