Blinking Lights

My heart is bleeding, severely injured by misery
takes the joys of life away; my head is pounding
from the torture; sometimes, I don’t know where
I belong although, God is always on my mind; I’m
crying, but nobody hears the faint whimpers
limping, I’m in pain. Still, everyone thinks I’m alright,
but I’m slowly dying inside; no one sees
the blinking lights.

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