Unknown To You
sorrow lost is pain unknown,
pain unknown is greatness unshown.
the end of sorrow marks the end of a life.
living in hate is a sad existence,
giving no chance to face the end.
the end is near when I choose to be away.
afraid, no other options, the door opens,
and I will walk through it.
poem by Brittney Karasek
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