half year

Ein Gedicht von Mary H
half of the year passed away
im thinking
what i felt those days,weeks and months
you would cry if you'd be aware of
my flashbacks.

Maybe its a sign for me
to be strong

but i cannot win this battle
because it is controlling me
and it is Winning for sure
but whats with all this months?
isnt my power stronger?


i dont know if this is life
or hell


if i cry,
if i smile
it doesnt matter because what is left
of the day
is what i was feeling.

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03.08.2018
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