oh, Lover.A Poem by NiaThe pain i feel today written in real time about toxic words in the air.
The words i say are a plea for help with my sanity,
you say "whatever", disregarding me. My words are useless to you- figments of a bad imagination... Meaningless- Compared to the anger in your hurtful tone. Concerned with your point point by point you impale my heart creating a mess of my chest, my soul, my spirit. some people will stop at nothing until you have no choice but to kneel at their feet no stregnth left to fight DEFEAT.
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StatsAuthorNiaTampa, FLAboutI see myself as a wandering soul, a scared one. I have the strongest desires to break out of the norm of todays society but always too coward to pack up a bag and retreat into the wilderness. more..Writing
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