I walk the streets alone
Among a gaggle of friends, but none
Really understand. Shouts
At home, bruises. A little life
I was forced to extinguish. Noone understands
What I’ve gone through,
What I felt. The emotions
Causing havoc in my head, chaos
In my heart.
But I hope.
Hope against the creeping despair,
That there’s one person in this world
That’ll always be there for me. Hold me, comfort
Me when things get tough. Hug me,
Love me.
That is what I cry, every night,
To the one, just around the corner. There is dawn
After the night, a break
During a storm. I must hold onto that,
No matter what. I’ve hit rock bottom, so
The only way left is up.

The End

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