WHAT EVER IT IS

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    WHAT EVER IT IS

    I FEEL LOST,ALONE,SAD,AND AFRAID.WHY DO I FEEL THIS WAY?
    WHAT HAVE I DONE TO GET THE PRICE I'M BEING PAID IT MAKES
    ME THINK! WILL I MAKE IT THROUGH ANOTHER DAY? I WATCH
    MY SOUL SLOWLY FADE AWAY I WONDER VASTLY, WILL I SOON
    DIE.HELP ME LORD REMOVE THIS CURSE FROM ME WHATEVER
    IT IS THAT IS BLOCKING MY VIEW I WANT TO SEE.I DEEPLY WANT TO LIVE BUT THAT IS SLOWLY FADEIN THE DEVIL ON MY SHOULDER IS CONSTANTLY PERSUADING I WANT TO BE HAPPY,AS FREE AS A BIRD WHATEVER IT IS I WISH THIS PAIN AND SORROW HAD NEVER OCCURRED.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    MsBallard’s Poems (3)

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