Something inside.

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    Something inside.

    Something blew up and now I'm dying inside, the looks I was given, the dirty little stares they threw my way as if I wasn't what they wanted me to be. My mind is spinnin in one big messy circle, my eyes are falling asleep, I got this bottle of wine in my hand waitin for u to say that you will try, try and open it so I can take a drink and fall into my world of these drunken ways.

    Run run run, away, away from you away from them, sleep, sleep into a world unknown. I hold out my hand and close my eyes hoping that someone will grab it back.

    skys are black and the moon is big and blue, ahhhhooooooo....

    stupid little lies, your stupid little smile, I try, I drink my thoughts into words , blinded by these thoughts of nothing.

    someone say it, say that i'm alive and i'm not dreaming but where am I going? its too late to turn back, to late to take them back and say i'm sorry.

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    HilaHila’s Poems (6)

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