I Question - Poem by Scarred Unknown
This anger rushing through me
I’m shaking more than you can see
I see what I wish I had all over
Don’t you get it? !
No, no one does
I sit here and argue with myself
Should I leave this darkened world?
Or stay here in misery
Theirs too much of this pain
To much of this sorrow
And to many bad memories
I question myself
I question my life
I question my love
Am I worthy of this life?
I question my existence
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