Poem


 Every single day is a hell for me ,

People that cared for me has turn away from my presence.

I feel lost and hurt,

And I pondered how can this be ? 


Was it because of my insolence?

Or was it because I am a fool ?

How can this be ?

With no one understanding my condition.


My memory is poor due to my condition,

But most of the people just wouldn't understand it

How can I fight this battle ?

With no one beside me.


My heart is beating faster as it is ,

And tears started rolling down my cheeks 

With this long suffering I had endure,

It's time to say goodbye to this world.


By, Jocelyn 

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