Black Poetry : Problems

Flor_Rosada

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Have you ever felt lonely or confused,
Like as if there isn't a whole lot to do?

About the problems you dealt wit,
Problems you are afraid to tell anyone else; afraid to recieve more than what you get?

Well I feel like this everyday of my life,
Like my heart been sliced through wit a knife.

Everytime I have visions in my head of these problems I pray for them to go away,
Try to close my eyes to make them fade.

I can't even trust my family with these problems,
Afraid that they may tear out my limbs.

'Cause I was taught never to do these things or ignore them all,
When I try to discuss my them they are recalled.

Once again I have visions in my head of these problems I pray for them to go away,
Try to close my eyes to make them fade.

Hopefully, one day I can find someone that I can actually trust to tell my problems,
But for right now, I'm hanging on to stems.
 

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