My Lines


The lines that are written is about me.
The lines of my past and present.
The lines of what I lived.
The lines of my pain and sorrow.
The lines of my own destruction.
The lines of my nightmares that marked me.
The lines of scars that could never be healed.
The lines of my sufferings goes on for miles.
The lines of my reality, my life.

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This Poems Story

The poem is based parts of my life that I was struggling through the hard times that I had to face even though it was very hurtful to me and I wrote down how I felt at the time.