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In pieces
The debris of my shattered soul,
Is all that remains of the old me I used to know.
I, the ghost, who haunts my life of cold,
Just sits here shivering…lost without a hope.
Broken by love a thousand times.
Crippled permanently by all the lies.
I live this life inside a lie.
I say I am happy, so they don’t have to cry.
If I tell the truth to anyone who cares,
I fear that it would leave them to be scared.
So I will just tell ‘you’ what goes on inside my head.
Today I thought ‘I want to be dead.’
(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Published 24th Feb 2020
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Anonymous
24th Feb 2020 7:24pm
Such a brave write. Life can weigh heavy on us. I do hope writing this has helped a little. So many suffer in silence so as not to worry those near and dear. From my own personal experience I would rather know if someone is so terribly low. I hope you can find strength here or through someone. You are important, as is everyone. Keep writing you express your thoughts beautifully, despite them being so very sad
