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Emotions

Everyday i am walking,
Smiling and laughing out load,
But inside I am crying
And no one can hear that sound.

I don't know how to behave,
I am used to being happy,
But now its time for me to be saved
and stop this amateur acting.

Lots of trees are supporting me,
But now I cannot breathe.
I am searching hard to find the light,
But the black consumes the the bright.

It takes lots of time and practice,
For me to understand,
That no one else can solve this,
An island is what I am.

Alone once more in these unforgiving oceans,
Is this reality? Or are they just emotions?
Written by laughter
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Author's Note
My mental struggle through post near death experience.
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