There's very few things
Keeping me here
Very few things
That I hold dear
I've fallen so far
And fallen so fast
Long ago I gave up hope
Anything good could last
I want to leave
I want to stay
But I can't seem to keep
The pain at bay
So I cut and I cry
And I try to leave
But you're always there
Forcing me to breathe
I don't know why
You even care
I don't know why
You don't leave me and my despair
But right now you're here
And I don't know why
But I know without you
I'd surely die
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a/n:
This is dedicated to my best friend.
You know who you are.
Thank you.
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The Poetic Ravings of a Broken Girl
PoetryEveryone has their ways of dealing with stress, pain and loss. Poetry is one of mine. I don't only write poems when I'm upset, however pain seems to be the thing that inspires me enough to write most of the time. I won't publish all of my poems beca...