#WritcoPoemPrompt93
Having to deal with a challenge within, something that is hard to address, and you are not sure where to begin.


Dear Lord, where do I start.
I guess I’ll be frank
I don’t like this life,
cursed with damage to my nerves
it forces me to go against the grain.
I want a normal life
and I want a normal brain.
I’m trying to move forward despite
feeling this lingering pain,
that the world wasn’t made for me.
Or people like me.
I think I know too much.
Like how highschool, to a nine to five
to colleges is merely a...