A poem for you #2
EMOTIONALY TUCK
I AM SO EMOTIONALLY DRAINED.
MY SOUL IS DEAD,
WHY SHOULD THE REST OF MY LIVE ON.
I CANT GO ON LIKE THIS.
I DONT' SEE ANY GOOD THAT WILL COME
FROM ME STAYING HERE ON THIS EARTH.
SO WHAT IS THE POINT
I AM DEAD INSIDE
BUT TIME WILL ONLY TELL WHEN
I'LL BE DEAD ON THE OUTSIDE TOO.
I PICTURE DYING
I SEE PEOPLE JUST GOING ON,
LIVING THEIR LIVE .
NOT EVEN NOTICING I'M GONE.
I HOLD BACK MY TEAR
AS I THINK ABOUT HOW WORTHLESS
MY LIFE IS, I FEEL AS THOUGH I
DON'T MATTER TO ANYONE.
SO I DON'T INDERSTAND,
WHY I'M STILL LIVING?
WHY AM I STILL HERE?
WHY AM I STILL IN THIS WORLD FACING MY FEARS.
BY: Autumn Willhite
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cortana, 2 years ago | FlagI don't know what type of dead your talking, but I know right now with all the photos I've seen here at the barracks I don't know if I will ever be able to get the pictures out of my head so it will heal. I still got to church but it feels like I'm just "playing church" can anyone help?
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