The fact is that I am broken, I am selfish to the bone protecting my heart. Shattered in a broken home, Surround by people but still alone. I toss and turn in my sleep, and I'm burning up in my bed. The flames keep getting higher, and I just don't care anymore. I am still screaming at these lonely walls, and these tears drop as I fall. I can smell the smoke, as it fills the room like a fog. I have been trapped inside for way to long. It doesn't seem to matter where I go, I am stringing along my darkness in this home, and I still have nobody to talk to. This name you yell out isn't mine, and I don't want to burn for my sins. It's getting so dirty in here, nothing seems to be clear, I can wipe my eyes, but everything is black in here. It's so dark, and I am losing myself. I can't seem to wake up. I am drowning in this holy water, but I just won't come clean. I can see the light, but it's slipping away. Please don't bu...
Life and Poetry
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