The Time of Day...
Just look at me,
A ghost of my former self...
Drowning in self doubt,
And abhorrence for breathing.
Every thought racing in my mind,
Like unleashing flood gates upon the desert,
I can't sleep,
Can't eat,
Nothing brings comfort...
And although I've tried,
A million and a half times,
To call for help,
All I get are stone faces...
...So here I sit,
Wading in the filth I've created,
Waiting for you to answer,
Hoping for your approval.
"Just give me a chance..I'll prove I'm worth it"
{IcedCaveman Ugh!}
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