This pain will make me stronger;
My anger will grow louder.
It's very hard letting go,
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I don't want to stay,
In a place where I'm not wanted.
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My writings are for all,
My poems are for me.
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It's hard being the one,
With an illness,
That has no cure.
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And then the mental illness;
The devil's only cure.
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Will I keep on fighting???
Or will the devil win???
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I feel I'm under water,
Gasping for some air.
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Wait… there's someone there!
Standing on the shore!
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They've just passed me by,
And now I'm really scared.
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Is there no one who will save me???
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It's alright; I know he doesn't care.
He told me that he loved me.
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But not the way- I do.
It's a shame I'll never marry;
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The one I thought was true.
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What doesn't kill you,
Makes you stronger-
Well, hopefully that 'is' true.
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✍🏽: 07.15.2020 ~ 🌠12:04AM🌠
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