Just Lost

The amount of hurt that I contain inside grows in abundance.
Feeling the loss with no sense of success in sight.
I contain my tears waiting to seek that sense of release.
When the tears flow no sense of relief.
Your absence has altered my being into confusion and darkness.
The person that people see is not the person that I am within.
Even I question who I am within.

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