sitting in the depth of my sorrow
realizing all my troubles are reviling,,
ones ive kept inside for far to long
crying out for a answer,,,,
i see now im nothing but a fair myth in the eyes of family
hope is running low, filled with non believers..
falling everyday in dis-pare..
looking towards the light,seeing to much fright
looking towards the dark seeing not much in sigh...
look all around i feel my closest troubles realigning
plotting their times to strike,
in the dawn of night,or the break of noon..
i keep going about hoping its not soon
but to know its to come,makes more fight,
out of this innocent life....
i fallen to the troubles i see,one by one
my limbs or hope crumble to thy...
x_Sweet_Demonic_Dreams_x Community Member 
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