Feeling

as if I might just burst into a million pieces.

As I somehow have nowhere safe to say what needs to be said.

The words are in my head but no matter how hard I try they won’t come out.

And if they could you wouldn’t want to hear them anyways and so I guess I’ll just keep bottling it up until I have no more room to store it all.

For these are the days of my life and maybe that’s why things feel not so bright lately.

The dullness of my life is all around no matter what corner of my life I go to nothing is lighting up the way it used too.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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