Sleepless nights,
Weeping in the dark again.
For how long is this gonna go on?
I just want freedom from the pain.
I have people I can talk to,
I can share with them without a care
But what do I share
when I myself am not aware?
Seems like a part of me is missing
The puzzles main piece
One that completes the puzzle
Without it, the maker finds no peace.
Once I find it I'm sure I'll be fine.
Until then I'm just gonna wait
go through these sleepless nights,
And weep in the dark again.
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I feel so happy when I see new people reading and voting on my book. Thank you so much y'all.
Lots of love <3
~Ellie.
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The Burden of Time
Poetry"We say we're alright, but inside, we're all broken." A series of poems written during both, the good times and the bad ones. I'm sure most of us endure a huge amount of emotions, and I like to put it down on paper. I hope that through this book...
