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My Happy Place
by Allison SmithSittin’ here just thinkin’ about my freedom days
Curled up tight, lights are out
Just tryin’ to find my happy place
But I don’t know how
And I don’t know where
The pain is so so much to bear
To bring you back and bring me out
My freedoms over and
Here’s my way out
Lights are off and you won’t be back
Just hug my knees and wipe my tears
Cos’ you took my freedom days
When you walked out that door
Can’t handle no happy place
No more
No more
07/31/2009 Posted on 07/31/2009
Copyright © 2025 Allison Smith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 07/31/09 at 01:45 AM I KNOW. Like the feel of familiarity yet unwelcomed despite the STRESSes of our losses.I have lossed babies-not due to abortion...it is cruel. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/03/09 at 02:45 PM Well worded reminder of my own struggles to remain in that happy place. |
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