I can’t think
Preoccupied by thoughts & fears

I can’t breathe
Suffocated by hunger & pain

I feel numb
Smashed with my greatest regret

I am trapped
In this soulful loneliness

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Written June 11, 2004

red roses scattered on the floor
empty room of silence hurts your ears
teardrops falling from your eyes

you lay down on your bed
staring blankly in the ceiling
empty thoughts filled up your head

words left you speechless
your feet are sore from running
your heart has no more blood to bleed

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Written Today

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This was supposed to be a birthday gift but the thought went to somewhere else