I’ll be alone, by Zac Forrest

Zac Forrest

I’ll be alone

I have no friends

I have no home

Till my time ends

I’ll be alone

I must be good

Or must atone

Or must taste blood

I’ll be alone

I’m not afraid

They love me so

I’m not in pain

I’ll be alone

I’ll be alone.

I’ve been going through my phone’s notes, looking for poems I haven’t uploaded, and found this one. I like this one, it represents domestic violence to me, but you decide what it means to you

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