Journey in a Poem

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Three four walls to sit in
Three four thoughts to think in
It's the time that has you regrets to forgive
Our sole purpose is to be on a path in life
Your worries have to be passed only then
You'll be set free in your wounding world
Three four walls to sit in
Three four thoughts to think in
It's the time that has you regrets to forgive
Our sole purpose is to be on a path in life
Your worries have to be passed only then
You'll be set free in your wounding world
A sweet treat using buy-up staples.
Tired from being told what to do. I am tired of love, tired of being deemed guilty, tired of my own remorse. I am tired of my own self-doubt, my own shadows and especially tired of my own face.
Hate’s a strong word, but for you it’s reserved. I hate what you’ve taken from me, my parents, my childhood and my glee.
My blue eyes look so drained, but I’m strong, I’ll make it through.