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Within

Now it seems everything in life is gone,
I'm back where I never wanted to be again,
All alone,
Now I'm searching for my will but it's lost within,
Mixed in with all the pent up aggression,
Turning into pure sin,
Why must life be so tuff,
Is 18 years of hell not enough,
Maybe if I can gather the strength it'll be alright again,
I can start all over and give these mental wounds time to mend,
But how long until the next ending,
How long until I get lost within my own darkness,
If I end it all now I won't have to worry about these things,
I also won't have to worry about the good life does bring,
Deep within there is unimaginable hate,
But for now it can't escape.

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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