Peace in Being Alone- A poem I wrote in 2020

As time goes on, 

I feel more drawn to peace and being alone, 

Growing up in a toxic home, 

Turned my heart into stone, 

God please give me your warmth, 

To make it out of this storm, 

Another day goes by, 

Trying to keep my soul alive, 

Even when I’m dying inside, 

I still continue to fight. 

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