Soul
My Soul is dying day by day,
I'm losing friends every moment that goes by,
What do I gain?
Does anyone really care?
I'm feeling this emptiness inside.
This feeling I have never felt before,
It's strong I feel so depressed.
My soul is dying each & everyday.
No one really knows the pain I go through.
The things I see,
The things that happen,
The things that I hear,
The things I smell,
The things I touch.
Are all the stuff you have not been through.
It's stuff the world does not need....
poem by Veronica Nieves
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