Sadness

Sadness comes to my eyes,
My heart starts to make its cries,
"Help me" I hear it start to plead,
My brain starts to wander, to lead,
It wants to make its mark,
Get away from the dark,
The place its always been,
Deep down way to far,
Crying for help,
Finding a way to start,
But there's just one thing,
There's no way to start,
Not unless you have a heart,
But mine, its broke,
Deep down in the trash,
Hidden away to stash,
Now its there in the dark,
No more left to fall apart.

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Please tell me what you think.. Im 15 and my friends say I should be a poet... but I want to knoww  what others think.... PLEASE LEAVE A REVEIW

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