

poem1Padded walls come with sad faces, Name dragged through the mud, Sopped with sorrow, Pissed at life, The boiling of my blood, Pain increases, Rage releases, Does anybody care?poem1
Yes they do, Their here for you, The light becomes a glare, Don’t run away, Were here to stay, Your loyal friends hold fast, Now take my hand, Pass by your planned, Future laced with grief, Lay waste to anger, Siege your sorrow, Right yourself your wrongs, Take a fresh deep lung of air, And watch it fade away.
~RunCOF
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