Stressed out
From all the things that I said
Can't I just tap out
Make it all go away
Burnt out
By all of the memories
Want to drop out
And ruin the life I have
It would be easier to let go
One more bullet
And then I'll be out of ammo
Tears stopped coming out
I have nothing left to lose
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Life
PoetryA collection of poem's written about events, feelings, thoughts, and emotions. Like a diary to vent out a part of ourselves that no one will every know about; the poems are simply an attempt to capture the most unusual and abstract aspects of the hu...
