I haven't spoken in a while.

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I haven't spoken in a while

Well at least not on here

I've spoken in my notes

But not on here or out loud

I haven't touched my laptop since summer started

It really doesn't matter

I'm either on my phone or pc

Stuck in my room

This isn't rhyming

You know what?

I don't give a fuck

I don't care that it doesn't sound like a poem

I don't care that no one will read this and care

I don't care that posting on this is pointless


I don't give a fuck.


I don't normally cry

Not because I bottle it up

I find other ways

But today

Oh lord was it the tipping point

I have

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Long poems

About how silent my cries are

About how I've been thinking about getting a therapist

Even though I never will

About if my life is sadder than others

About how I will carry the burden I just gathered and will keep it to myself

About me just talking about how I feel

About everything

And nothing

Should I post this?

Is this the poetry

If this even is considered poetry

That people want to read

I certainly don't

I probably won't ever look back at all the poems I have written

Of course I will never delete them

But I won't read them

So then why am I posting this?

Because I don't give a shit.

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