The word struggle hit me like a bolt of lightening ,
I want to be a people pleaser and not let everyone know how I’m feeling , or know anything .
I want to be numb so I don’t feel pain,
Its strange , I’ll end up going insane .
The wind is blowing rapid , giving me a sign , the numbers , the signs , I’ll end up blind .
I am blind to good love , I only receive toxic love , maybe I don’t deserve the light and only revive the dark !
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Author:
Nicole Sarah Robinson (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: September 4th, 2025 19:59
- Category: Unclassified
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