cope

cope

I sit here, in silence,
Just thinking of ways,
To get rid of all-
the painful time in my days.

I’ve tried to be better,
I’ve tried to be real,
But sometimes, it seems-
to take a little more to feel.

To feel like I’m loved,
To feel like I’m cherished,
To see that someone cares,
Instead of being so calloused.

I say, “I don’t care.”
To hide my true heart,
But really, on the inside,
It’s falling apart.

I say that, “I’m fine.”,
And “It’ll all be alright.”,
But just to be honest,
I’ve given up the fight.

I’m getting so tired,
Of sitting in this rain,
Please God, get me out,
Before I’m truly insane.

—Benjamin Lloyd

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