Poem

July 25, 2016

Poem

I'm going to write a poem,

I have to pass the time.

Time meant for friends

for laughing and playing and enjoying life,

time for being a child.

I'm going to write a poem,

I have to share my feelings.

Feelings of betrayal and shame;

of sadness, regret, and memories.

Memories of times long gone.

I'm going to write a poem,

I have to fill this book.

Pages meant for diary entries

for passing notes and love letters.

Letters that were never sent.

I have written a poem.

Here it is:

I am alone.

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