Gray Area

My Life,

I've always faced conflicts and bad luck,

I never can find myself happy for a full month,

not even a full week,

better yet a whole 24hrs,

But I hold on,

I hold on to what is sadly the only thing I have,

Love,

The one I love is the one to blame for my strength,

My strength to live on,

Without my love,

I would have lost myself,

Give myself to drugs,

and,

or simply to death,

The gray area is,

My lover is located 10,000 miles away,

approximately four states to travel through,

But I love them,

I love them for loving me,

caring and wanting me to stay here,

their confidants of us uniting gives me hope,

hope that I can escape,

Escape the hell I've faced,

so I can finally maintain happiness, 

so I can be,

Out of this Grey Area. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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