How I Deal

by :.Girly.:   Dec 5, 2006


Life isn't perfect
Love isn't true
Family has no meaning
No one has a clue
Suffering is common
Health is no more
Happiness is replaced
With a world of blood and gore
The one last safe place
Is my heart
But even it is cracking
being torn apart
I scream and run
form what is real
I live in pain from day to day
This is how I deal

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  • 17 years ago

    by MeganLeigh

    I love this poem. It is really sad but I love it. 5/5