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keisha taylor

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45 poems·Since June 2015
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The power of the pain

June 15, 2015
I sit down quickly In fear of collapsing due to the pain The truth has suddenly arrisen To painful to bear To strong to forget The way it went down was all wrong It started with the necklace It ended with the letter The sting of harsh reality settles in He did if The thing you feared to happen Has finally happened I feel it It shattered me Ruined me Destroyed me And all I could do was sit and cry Hope for the end of the pain It seemed forever that I sat there crying Finally I gather my strength I stand Only to feel as if I cell Something did fall My heart My feelings Myself I fight to smile on the outside So nobody gets suspicious But when I am alone I sit And stare into nothingness And I stay there in the pain Hoping someone will notice Without saying a word I force myself to face another day With this huge gaping hole in my chest I fear of falling only to fall everytime I force myself into panic attacks so I can feel something Besides nothing I force myself to become a basket case Because I hold it all in I punch lockers in hopes of hurting myself Physically to remove the emotional pain It hurts The pain The power of pain
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