CrushedA Poem by Mike WolfeSometimes life seems to be too hard. This was written in a dark time in my life, and though the time has passed, I need to reflect on where God has brought me from.Darkness prevails. My hope is fading fast. My dreams seem to break like glass. And every breath I wish is my last. I can only believe that this will soon pass. But the feelings I have don’t leave; I can’t stop being alone. My life is dying and no one will grieve. I’m left here on my own. If they do, I guess they don’t care. What I wouldn’t give to be free But people just want me out of their hair. I’m sick of losing my dreams, I keep seeing these illusions. Tears come off my face in streams As I’m lost in my own delusions. © 2013 Mike WolfeReviews
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StatsAuthorMike WolfeAboutMy name is Mike Wolfe, Renaissance man. I have been writing since I was eleven, with over thirty ideas for a book. Only one of these has survived beyond fifty pages and will never see the light of day.. more..Writing
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