Alone.
I'm alone again.
I thought it was over.
I thought it had ended.
I thought I had friends again.
I thought someone cared.
I thought the darkness was taken away.
And warmth was finally going to envelope me.
But I was wrong.
It was just a faze.
I was just a faze.
Left alone.
Alone again.
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The Harder Part of Life - Poetry
PoetryYes, this is poetry. You probably won't like it or relate to it but aye give it a go. If you're looking at poetry books on here, you're obviously a creative and open soul so you might be able to empathise with me. I don't know. NOTE: My earlier poe...
