Too Late
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Category : Poems
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Into the night I find no relief Even my dreams are filled with so much hate and greed ..I lay still staring at the ceiling ,waiting for morning to come ..another day trying to make it ..faking as I go along ..nobody knows me at all ..I wear a mask everywhere I go ..silenced I am by the voices in my head ..thought process is distorted.. Confusion ..I'm submerged in my own self hate ..why does it feel like I'm too late ..to be saved ..