Alone I sat waiting for
Alone I sat waiting for death
Blood dripping from my veins
Fading I wait for my last breath
Pain? yes pain that explains
Morning how dreadful it seems
Another fail another day at play
In my head are silent screams
My world was filled with grey
But then he appeared, as a friend
At first, I begain to fall
I could not comprehend
As I watched a falling wall
Love was all I need to feel completed
Now I will never feel mistreaded
This poem is about:
Me
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