I'm giving up.
I'm tired.
We've said this before.
Hope is for everyone, not for you and I though.
Each day that passes,
Is another nightmare comes to life,
More shouts, more tears,
and another empty life.
It's hard you know.
Trying to stay here.
But how would you know?
You're hardly ever near.
I'm begging you.
Please.
Tell me something to stay.
Something to hold on to.
And for us every night I'll pray.
What? Why are you pushing me?
Do you want me to leave?
But baby I can't.
You're all that I've dreamed.
What do you mean we are done.
It's not possible that you and I are through.
We were meant to be together.
Or did you forget about that too?
Oh right.
You remembered.
You're sorry now, aren't you?
Well guess what, I'm tired.
So I'll see you tomorrow.
Or someday soon.
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Poesie"I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often." Charles Bukows...
