Darkness begets unsteady thoughts
So oft I forgot
That there are those that care about me
And in this darkness
So blinding
Here
It's hard to see
That there are those that care about me
I panic
And cry
Waiting for them to remind
That there are those that care about me
But I can't always rely
That they'll find
So I'll rely on memories
Of times I knew
Through and through
With all certainty
That there are those that care about me
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Pandora's Box
PoetryA collection of poetry inspired by everyday life, love, pain and heartbreak. Basically my thoughts and reflections. Each poem, a reflection of either the words in my heart, the words in my mind, or the words on my tongue. Almost always though, they'...
