For all that I am,
and times I have tried,
the loves that I lost,
the nights that I cried.
The joys that I can,
no longer pretend,
I'm done with it all,
I want it to end.
I can't even cry,
I'm numb from the pain,
and sadness of life,
that I tried to tame.
I feel like I'm lost,
so deep in myself,
I try and forget,
the pain that life delt.
Like a prisioner,
locked tight in a cell,
I wish to escape,
my personal hell.
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Keith A. Lynema