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When i think of all my Pain

I lose my will to eat again

but my hope still move me on

but deep down i want to be gone

i feel like nothing 

and nothing feels like me

i am un-important 

that is how it feels 

but when i think of all those who would miss me 

that feeling peels.

Reviews

[Angel]

Short, sweet, and good rhyming. This is a great read for one of the first poems you post and the ideal behind it is beautiful. The only thing I suggest is remembering to capitalize your “I”s and smoothing out your pace.