Everyday

My eyes sting from the memories that run down my face

 

My mind spins from the trauma that life left me in

 

My body aches from all the hours of stress

 

My chest hurts from my heart pulsing to stay alive

 

My days are too long for I can't handle it any longer

This poem is about: 
Me

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