No one truly understands the pain they feel,
How they're cracked and broken inside
The cuts seem to get deeper and deeper
Not tears but blood is what they cry
They dream of dying
and have nightmares about life
And when the time comes
They will leave this world behind
But instead they just linger
And wait for the right moment to pull the trigger
What they have is not a sickness
But a state of mind
People try to fix them
Because they think they're troubled
But indeed it's us
who needs the help
They are the strongest of the strong
They can deal with the pain and agony
I am the strongest of the strong
You've now heard my story of tragedy
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Well expressed thoughts and feelings, very heartfelt with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing, Veronica.