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A different type of pain

When I need you,
And you’re not here.
When I call your cell,
But you’re not there.
When I call your name,
And all I hear is silence;
It’s a different type of pain!

When I fall,
And I’m all alone,
When I fail,
But I can’t count on your support.
When I’m hurt,
But you don’t have my back;
It’s a different type of pain.

I cried in the rain,
I screamed in the shower,
Sadness, anger and frustration permeate my soul,
And you are no where to be found;
It’s a different type of pain.

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Life is a lie

Out here,
In the open,
Life goes on,
Roots intertwined,
And family trees blossom.
Outside among the vines,
The undergrowth impeding my movements.
I started from the bottom,
Now I’m here,
Still the bottom.
I tried to connect to a root,
I was labelled a parasite,
Hurt. Dejected.
I sprout from the ground,
I was thinned. An outcast.

The shadows lengthen,
The clouds darken,
The plot thickens,
The life became uncertain.
Nothing is comforting.
Life is a farce.
A mirage.
Before you know you’re alive.
The obituary is out.

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