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Alone
October 30, 2011
I crave for someone to talk to,
to tell them the load of depression,
someone who I knew,
and would listen to my confession.
I feel alone,
so dark, cold, and bare.
No one can hear the tone,
of my voice, or they don’t care.
With no one by my side,
I feel so terribly abandoned,
I want everything to collide,
and stop me from being shunned.
I want to just stop forever,
and sleep the day away,
to give up my never,
and slowly decay.
I’m not suicidal,
I’m just tired,
and no one to call,
and yet I feel wired.
© Ann R., Rainier, OR
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