Help My Soul Poem by Jessica Vera
Help My Soul
I live deep in this agony.
In this torture that hits me deep.
No tender love; pure misery.
In this world where its just me.
Everyday I fight alone.
This anxious fight to freely roam.
For one day my cheeks will glow.
With the happiness that I have sowed.
But this day is not yet here.
It's been a fight for fifteen years.
I feel I can't win this alone.
Will someone help my poor poor soul.
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4/28/2024 11:26:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hola Jessica - este poema es 'Un grito de tu carazon' porque? V 1 Eres tu solo? Todo la familia de 'Poemhunter' te quiran y oran por tu. V 2 Lucharemos con Tu y ayudaremos a 'Tus mejillas a brillar otra vez'! ! ! ! ! 'Va a alguien ayudar a mi ama pobre? ' Queremos aydarte Jessica - todos te amamos. Gracias por tu poema negra - Avisesnos como tu sientes manana. Con mi amor - Juan.