Why?
Must I live in constant stress
Life like a boomerang
Waiting on the past to bounce back
I am lost
Sitting here writing poetry
Emptying my thoughts
Help me
As I uncover the pain beneath my
I use this as comfort to guide and release me
I am free
But once again I ask, why?
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