Poets in Motion
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Bad Dreams

by Tiffany Harry about a year ago in sad poetry

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Bad Dreams
By IsaacWendlan (This Beautiful Picture)

My life is worthless as can be. Can death finally come to me? I am so numb. Why can’t death just come? How long do I have to wait? That I believe is my fate. I wait all day. I wait all night. I will not put up a fight. I had hopes and dreams. At least that’s the way it seems. Confusion in my head. I feel like I am dead, but I guess that’s already been said. Everyone goes into a dark space. I’m afraid I’ll never leave this place. The more I scream and cry. The more I want to die. Is there a heaven or hell? No one can ever tell. Unless you hear me yell.

sad poetry
Tiffany Harry
Tiffany Harry
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Tiffany Harry

I’m trying to write a children’s book, Into reading , music, drawing n writing poems. I love my family, my uncles n aunts, cousins,my grandchildren. Love my lil Em. I have two beautiful daughters and two great sons. Love my hubby n Dad Ron.

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