On the floor

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  • Sadness

    On the floor
    As I hit the floor
    this pain is never ending
    i don't want it anymore
     I feel as though I'm descending 

    and I hate the way I feel inside
     Fake smiles to hide the pain
    Can't let anyone see the way I cried
    Everything I do seems to be in vain

    As I am tossing in my bed
    I feel like I'm falling
    thoughts keep racing in my head
    And life keeps crawling

    It's a disguise
    i just try to make through my life
    There's no joy in these eyes
    There's only strife

    Is this what I deserve?
    Learn to live another day 
    more pain in reserve 
    Trying to brush it away

    the floor is cold
    how could I sink so low?
    So many thoughts I withhold
    How I got here, I don't know

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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