I am tired.
I am sick.
I am broken.
I am dead.
No returning
Where I was,
No reliving
Those nightmares.
I am growing.
I am clean.
I am hiding,
But I'm me.
I can learn now,
I can love.
My old pains just
Slightly there.
I will fight.
I will live.
I will breathe.
I will sleep
In a bed with
My healed heart
Thanks to you I
Will be free.
But I am tired.
But I am weak.
Next to my heart
For now
I sleep.
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Poems of Death
Poetry***TRIGGER WARNING*** Feel close to death? Maybe you're not quite as close as you think. These are poems I wrote for me and people I love; some were gifts and others are just my thoughts. These are my own words and images. Although this is for mysel...
