Can you tell me your honest opinion on the poem i wrote? Thanks.
I am alone.
Laying here.
as the blood runs down my arm.
Confined and constricted,
I will wait for the day
that I see the light.
Alone, you left me,
sentenced to grieve,
waiting, just waiting
for someone to love me.
My heart yearns for something to hold onto.
The agony crushing every bit of hope.
I'm on my hands and knees,
begging and pleading.
Cease my endless suffering,
take the pain away.
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