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I am alive today –
Do I want to be
Or do I want to fly away?
I am tired of pretending to live
I have nothing left to give
I have tried to go on
But it all so unreal
I speak, I read, but it is all a game
Try as I will, nothing is the same
I think if I pretend
The dull pain will somehow end
I shall feel life again,
Instead of the unspoken pain.
People say I am strong –
If only they knew….
I am like a helpless babe
I am missing you.
I sleep in the hope
That I will hear you –
Live the dream of seeing you
But when I awake I see you gone
The house is still. I cannot go on.
All day the silence fills this living grave
That has become my home

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Comment by Hope on March 28, 2017 at 5:13pm

I understand. Its really rough

Comment by Susan on March 7, 2017 at 6:59am

Happy and Sad all at once.  I like this :-)  Thank You for sharing :-)


Comment by kellygreenstrat (Colin) on March 7, 2017 at 4:02am

If something can be so beautiful and painful at the same time, this is.  I doubt anyone would ever want to relate to it, but I'm sure most of us do.  Thank you

Comment by Susan on February 27, 2017 at 7:45am

What I feel.

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