MY OWN HELL
Searching for reasons, searching for why,
There are no answers just questions –n-lies.
“You have to hope, you have to fight,”
“Don’t worry it will be all right!”
Pressures mount as the walls close in,
Viscous attacks, they come again.
Bruised and battered, left to die,
Blood filled tears that I cry.
Hollow and cold, yet numb inside,
Fight the fight – I know I’ve tried.
Doubts scream and shake my core,
What to do? – I have no more.
-TG
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