Black Days Poem by SHAK ORLANDO
Black Days
i wake in the morn feeling sober
what has just happened to the sunrise?
why am i thinking that life's over?
am i just dreaming while my eyes cry?
blackened days are- so uneasy
if you're not near- i'll be sad
no one's with me- so please come save me
i make an effort to show sadness
they all think that i am just fine
they cannot see that i am bleeding
they cannot feel what i am feeling
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