Do you know what it’s like
to grow up too fast...
to have different feelings because
of your past?
Once so innocent, so young...then
in the beat of your heart
your childhood’s...done
Deprived of the memories
you shared with your friends...wishing
your life would just come to an end
Do you know what it’s like
to have life taken away...then
have to hold it inside...
because you’re dead if you say?
Do you know what it’s like
to go day by day...to survive on
each breath
and slowly
softly
drift
away?
Kim, fantastic piece! You painted a clear picture of the pain that's felt within this poem, it's beautiful. Keep up the good work!
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