Why?
As im getting older, my hearts getting colder
I cant budge the weight off my shoulder
My problems unite, new one's arise
These washed up memories bought by the tide
No one was there when I needed them the most
Nothing by phone or even by post
Tears have fallen like you wouldn't believe
Parts of me missing that ill never receive
Im itching forward, but my shoulders ache
But there is only me to blame for my messed up state
Why cant I get these thoughts out of my mind
Suicide is the answer if God don't respond in time
I hold a chest full of pain till the day that I die
Before my last gasp, ill cry out why.
poem by Nic Hillen
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