I wake up
hoping to see the smile
that brightens
my days
throughout the
dreary week.
+
I arrive early
make sure I look presentable
and appear at
your door.
You welcome me in
tell me to sit
and you open your ears
to my troublesome mind.
+
I tell you about the
Abuse
Hunger
Pain
Longing
And about the
People
Love
Torture
Sorrow
I've put myself through.
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Yet somehow
you still want to
put together the
b r o k e n pieces
and make me *wholeagain.
First thing I ever wrote on here, and I think it needs some love haha. Any comments?