Terrence Griffin II
Inner Flame - Poem by Terrence Griffin II
Through all the anger and the pain,
And though, nameless they remain,
There's no way to explain,
All the strain, on my brain.
My body is a frame,
Inside, nothing now remains,
My whole life, it seems, has been drained,
And now I truly am insane.
From my childhood, this piece of me,
Is nowhere near; it's history.
Attacked, though not intentionally.
To find happiness is a rarity…
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