I don't know how I got here...this terrible place.
It's only the pain I feel that keeps me from sounding insane when I have no words that can describe what's going through my brain.
I just tell myself it's okay even though I can't get away.
Which makes me feel ashamed because I can't name the cause of pain.
I can't really comprehend what's going through my head as I lay in my bed waiting for this to end.
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The enemy
PoetryThis is a poem of a time in my life where I was going through deep struggles of trying to find out who I really am
