A Night Alone - Poem by Jacob Schnieders
Star light, star bright,
Why must I be tortured ronight?
My mind is cracking like ice,
Ice on the river when spring arrives.
How can I feel this sort of pain,
As though I was struck by lightning in the rain?
Water, wind, earth, I want to feel it no more.
Such physical things no longer matter.
I wish I may, I wish I might
Never again fight this fight.
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