Forever Poem 8 Lines By:Shantia Brown

February 5, 2019

Growing up some terrible things happened to me.

But there are days that I wish I did not survive.

Though I go to couselling it doesn’t always help revive.

I now will live will live with this pain.

I try to runaway from the pain.

But all I do is gain.

I gain more pain and more pills.

Sometimes I wish I could sleep. Forever.

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