All These Things I Am

i suffer in solitude alone
in the abyss
lonely i linger
away i appear
distant as i disappear
crushed as im created
broken ive become
heartless ive held on
secretive in solemness
hurt like my hated soul
reactive like my reality
desolate as the dead
tortured by the tainted
ignited by insanity
escape i enlightened
faint in the fallen
gallowed by gluteny
jaunted like a joker
killed by evil kindness
this is all i am
this is all i can be
this is all i will be
this is me

poem by Michelle Sheppard
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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