Title:  Solitary

Author:   littlewordsmith
Category:   Thoughts
Keywords:  Self-loathing.

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When the night sets in,
when there's no more light to wish the darkness away,
here's when my thoughts come rushing,
intruding my peace of mind.
They, are coming to haunt me.

The voices all around me
utter continual sets of words.
Words that leave me open wounded,
words that make me suffer deeply,
words that bring me down.

Weakened, they leave me
these dreadful, fearful thoughts.
I'm trying to break loose but these times are just so hard.
I don't want to be left alone,
lost and scarred.

Whether I survive or not will forever remain a mystery.
I'm dying to know,
is there no end to this misery?

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