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Older There are times of darkness,
While the night drowns the soul,
In the stench of hopelessness,
And complete helplessness,
While daylight only brings tears,
And fear overwhelms my being,
When confusion surrounds me,
And I don't know what to do, Or where to go,
Where at times I'm incomplete, Lost,
And so tired of being alone,
Yet surrounded by so much,
Echo's fill my head,
And silence eats my heart from consciousness,
Being diluted in such utter blistering pain,
Left in complete disillusionment,
Deterred from all happiness,
And thrown to the dragons of sorrow,
A pathetic being crawling on all fours,
To find my innersole only to realize,
Its been destroyed.
