Lonley road

April 5, 2009
By Anonymous

I walk a lonley road,
where troubles beat and batter me,
I feel only pain and misery.
I stumble through a broken life,
with constant thoughts of suicide.
I walk the thinnest line,
I walk it blind.
So many people judging me,
I think only of breaking free.
No one knows the depth of what I feel,
my desperation glows like molten steel,
I feel the pain it's just to real.
I find relief in the cuts on my arms,
I sever my soul with all my scars.
I wander alone in the darkness,
without hope,
searching for rest,
in another tattered soul

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