Not a poem kind of person but usually write poems when I'm in the mood for writing free style poems

  Keep staring at my phone, waiting for the day                    you'll text me a hello.

I'm in pain, I'm hurt this is a curse

Love hurts, Life sucks

Let's pretend I'm not going nuts

I thought I saw the light at the end of the tunnel

Turns out it was a train that ran my sorry ass over. 

Tears in my eyes, pardon me while I cry

I feel like a part of me just died a little inside

Here I am laying in bed alone tonight. 

The End

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