It hurts so bad,
please make it stop.
I feel like a prisoner
of my own thoughts.
I try and cope,
nothing will work.
my heart in such pain,
my pain beyond hurt.
I'm screeming for someone,
for anyone to hear,
Please ease my pain,
take back all the tears.
I want to keep fighting,
keep running from death.
I trip on my heart,
my intentions at best.
I cut myself off,
the life that I've lead,
My love and my life,
I now want to fled.
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Keith A. Lynema