WHAT EVER IT IS

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    WHAT EVER IT IS

    I FEEL LOST,ALONE,SAD,AND AFRAID.WHY DO I FEEL THIS WAY?
    WHAT HAVE I DONE TO GET THE PRICE I'M BEING PAID IT MAKES
    ME THINK! WILL I MAKE IT THROUGH ANOTHER DAY? I WATCH
    MY SOUL SLOWLY FADE AWAY I WONDER VASTLY, WILL I SOON
    DIE.HELP ME LORD REMOVE THIS CURSE FROM ME WHATEVER
    IT IS THAT IS BLOCKING MY VIEW I WANT TO SEE.I DEEPLY WANT TO LIVE BUT THAT IS SLOWLY FADEIN THE DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER IS CONSTANTLY PERSUADING I WANT TO BE HAPPY,AS FREE AS A BIRD WHATEVER IT IS I WISH THIS PAIN AND SORROW HAD NEVER OCCURRED.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    MsBallard’s Poems (3)

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