Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Sick


It's too much to bear
Trapped in this I'm alone
When my body and soul,
They just can't get along.
Feel so alive
Not like it's time to die
Holding on.

So be strong they say,
Soon as they walk away
I know it's harder done than said
Cry alone from my hospital bed
Can't even keep the hair on my head,
Falls out,
An I have more doubts than hope.
Need some other mechanism to cope,
So I write.
Hard pretending I'm alright.

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