Am drowning in my own sorrow,
Whom shall be my comfort?
My tears are like the dew in the morning,
Am standing in the downpour,
Yet I feel nothing,
The thoughts in my head are suicidal,
My heart bleeds like the sediments of ground water,
Who shall sho it up?
Thought I found her,
But she is like the rest,
Ripping a hole into my heart,
I have thought about giving up,
But am way into the deep sea,
Sigh's
I feel exhausted,
is there something am doing wrong?
Why can't someone love me?
The one who got away,
Should never have allowed to leave,
Smiling through the pain,
For that seems to be my fate.
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