I Remember Pain

I remember pain; I know that terrible feeling
of losing my insanity; there were days when
feeling sorry for myself seemed like
the best solution to my troubles; I’d bawl
my little heart out, focused only on
the disappointments that held me
a prisoner (in my mind).

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