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I Miss It

written by: Chloe Gilholy

@Chloboshoka

 

I miss it - the madness!
Who would have thought,
That I, so desperate to escape,
extreme hunger for sanity,
that doesn't exist embraces
velvet insanity

I had goals - the boredom
I stopped the faucet and
and fixed the organs

nothing else
to moan about

nothing worth
fighting for

no justice to seek
no reason to weep

it sleeps in a corner
growing stronger

it will come to a point
where fighting
will be
futile

I have no fairytales to write
I've never had a happily ever after
of my own

All these words of mine
form tales of sin and treachery.
We always cause the ones we love
the most pain.

No matter how many times
I say I will be okay...
Sometimes... it's hard to believe myself

I should be happy
but I'm not!
For what am I?
A lost doll with fragile tears...

Chloe Gilholy

Chloe Gilholy

Chloe Gilholy is a writer and carer from Oxfordshire. Her work and hobbies are a huge inspiration for her work. She published her first book, Drinking Poetry in May 2017.
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