There are things I can’t see
right here in front of me
but I know
I know
I’m too tired to flee
running to be free
but I go
I go
Please God hear my pleas
I’m down on my knees
please save me
save me
I’m hanging from this tree
with no words from thee
no guarantee
guarantee
Will I see you soon
please kill this typhoon
pain and misery
misery
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I totally relate to the typhoon of pain, misery… Well done, impressive poem.
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