Save me,
Save me from myself,
The world collapsed,
For me,
Oh so long ago,
I can't place it,
Anymore,
Was it the dead sister,
Or the second one?
Or the greedy,
heartless,
emotionless,
husks,
That passed as parents,
Did they break the world,
Or,
Was it always me?
Was I always,
Just,
Broken?
Was I ever,
Anything?
To anyone?
So please,
Won't you save yourself?
Won't you,
Just,
forget,
me.
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Blissful Incompetence
PoesíaThis will be my poem dump. All my crappy poems and shitty thoughts all compressed into one place. Aren't you just so lucky to read them? For real though, most of this will be personal-esque poems and writings and most will probably be going over so...