Pain
A Poem about my past life
I have lived a life in hell. Seeming to always fail. I have never been well. My story I will tell.
A life full of abuse with thugs. Trying to find myself in a world full of drugs. I have never been well. My story I will tell.
Emotional and physical pain I will sustain. Something I wish I could explain. I always thought I was insane. I have never been well. My story I will tell.
Crying didn’t help any. Cutting eased the pain. Drugs took it away for a day. I have never been well. My story I will tell.
Getting clean was hell. Sleepless nights and restless day. Sweats and chills were just as bad. My story I will tell.
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