relief
I sit alone at an empty table
No one to confide to
No one to cry to
I feel the sadness feel my lungs .
I cant breath
I need to scream
I need to yell
I grab a pen
I grab a pad
Emotion spill out like a cup over filling
I feel the pain
I feel the loneliness
I feel relief
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