Somewhere along the way
these last few years,
I really lost myself,
controlled by my fears
Recently I decided,
it's time for me to fight,
I deserve better than this,
I shouldn't be so polite,
So fight back I did,
and eventually I won,
I ended the abuse,
I left and was done,
But now here I am
looking...
at my fractured battered soul,
missing so many pieces,
trying to gain back control,
As I stumble around,
devoid of any sight,
I turn to my friends,
And they say,
Why don't you write?
Why don't I...
Maybe I should....
Some thinking in rhymes,
might do me some good....
Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 1:55 AM UTC
Somewhere along the way
these last few years,
I really lost myself,
controlled by my fears
Recently I decided,
it's time for me to fight,
I deserve better than this,
I shouldn't be so polite,
So fight back I did,
and eventually I won,
I ended the abuse,
I left and was done,
But now here I am
looking...
at my fractured battered soul,
missing so many pieces,
trying to gain back control,
As I stumble around,
devoid of any sight,
I turn to my friends,
And they say,
Why don't you write?
Why don't I...
Maybe I should....
Some thinking in rhymes,
might do me some good....
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