My dad always told me to push through.
My mind was supposed to be on defense against the world.
Like a football player, just pushing through with the ball in hand.
The ball being my life that needed protecting.
But someone must have smacked it out of my football players hand.
I fumbled it.
Because I no longer have a life.
And I no longer have any reasons to keep going.
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The Things I Never Said Out Loud
PoetryThe thoughts and words that no one besides myself have heard or said. I started this book at 19, a couple months after I went through the worst breakup of my life. I continues to write it during what had been the worst and best summer of my life, su...
