I wake up and I don't have the strength to get out of bed
I wait and wait for something to change
For maybe one day I'll rise up out of this nightmare
Everyone calls a life
I have a love and hate relationship with life
I despise you because you've put me through hell
I hate you because I'm scarred
I love you because you gave me a life
A life which I haven't had a chance to live
A life that I'm scared to exist in
Afraid I'll shake hands with the devil
And become the one I fear the most
The one I can't stand to see
The smell of cologne
And cheap tobacco
Brings me back to the time
Of the slamming screen doors
The shattering glass
And the deafening screams of the broken
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Poetic Owl (
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A painful writing ( sorry your hurting . Can relate to that feeling of hating life … theirs many times I’ve felt the same way ! How can life makes sense when it puts you through so much .. to me , it makes no sense
i know this feeling too well. A emotion wrenching piece here
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