This is Why
This is why I prefer silence
Over the warmth of company.
I always get burned in the end,
The pain is crippling.
This is why I push them back
Instead of opening the door.
I believe their smiles, yet never fails
I always wish to feel no more.
This is why I cry at night
But you’re too asleep to hear
The anguish the pours out,
I am consumed by fear.
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Wednesday 23rd November 2016 3:14 am
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