Somewhere, AnywhereA Poem by Baby Girl Rock
Stuck here in the never ending cycle of a
stupid thing called life. When the trumpet sounds, life will have ended. Falling into a pit filled with despair and worthlessness. You feel so empty, so hopeless, so useless. Come to my rescue and take me from this place that is completely miserable. Life has no purpose when you live here, in this place that I have to call home. All I want is somewhere to run to, or to somebody that will listen and understand. Is there anywhere I can run to?
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Added on February 28, 2012 Last Updated on February 28, 2012 AuthorBaby Girl RockWhite Sulphur Springs , WVAboutHey. My name is Katie and I live in West Virginia. I love to be with my friends and family... I love to read and write poems and short stories.. more..Writing
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