As I hold this pen,
My mind shouts for suicide..
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'I sit in my room, I look out through the window, My eyes search for hope in the skies, But the skies hold no hope for me... I fall asleep with the ghosts on my sides, ' Wonderful reflection of poetic imagination. Love this poem much.10+++
hey beautiful poem...quite upsetting but nevertheless beautiful! ! i love the way you write!