While people move on towards life, in a world of sunshine, I lay alone in the dark shadows of my own world. I lay beneath the moon, in the dark & the emptiness off my stomach is making me sick again. An endless day of bruises and tears. Life's getting harder with no one to share the plate. I feel abandoned.
PHONE ? Where's my phone ?
Just too sick, too tired, too crazy and too willing to die.
Reaching out to my phone but no texts no calls. People do have their own businesses to deal with right ? Yes.
Why would anyone care about my whereabouts ?
Lying in bed in tears wishing someone someday MIGHT care.
With nausea overpowering me again I bid goodbye.
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