Y Is My Question? Poem by EVELYN MAGANA

Y Is My Question?



I FEEL I'M GOING INSANE,

EVERY THING IS SPINNING FROM PLACE CAN'T IMAGINE THIS PAIN GOING

THROUGH MY HEAD, CAN'T BELIEVE U HAD SOMETHIG

TO DO WITH THIS,

WHY IS MY QUESTION TO THIS PLACE SO DARK AND COLD LIKE A DARK HOLE I'M FALLING EVERY DAY IS DEATH SOMETHING LIKE THIS,

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