"At each end of the words; there are tears" (poem)

"At each end of the words; there are tears"

Midnight came again;

it seems like my mind is restless again.

There are many disturbing questions;

a question I have long wanted to answer,

answer that would have given me peace,

peace of heart and mind.

Heart and mind that have long resisted;

fighting grief

Sad that I have long wanted to escape.

But, can I run away?

If yes,

When and how?

How can I escape;

the place where I am not really home.

Will you help me,

my friend?

-JENNIFER😘

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