My walls were built with great precision and delicacy only to be collided by a man with no respect for others much less himself. All that was known to my world, everything good, has crashed like pins falling from a blow of a bowling ball. No one will save me and no one understands me or what i am going through. I search for someone with compassion and love to give and as i try to grasp it, it runs away, slips beneath my grasp, never to be seen by the light of day or the dark of night. I try to grab hold of the only love that i have, but i am beginning to lose my grip. I try my best and my most hardest to hold on tight only to feel that my grip is lost........ forever in this collided world of mine.
Reason for writing:
i wrote this because this is how i feel. why else would i write it?
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