I sit back and read these words that ache my heart
That come from the people that I know
How could I have not noticed their suffering
I'm supposed to notice these things
The guilt of now knowing but never being able to speak these words that constrict my insides kills me slowly
Their words repeat in my head
Through my hard day at work
I work mindlessly for my hands know what to do but my mind is preoccupied by their words that kill me
How could I have not seen their suffering
I know what my duty on this planet of dead souls is
It is notice the suffering then help
I am not doing that
I am running away from my destiny
To my dear friends that read these words and are crying words of tears
I can see your suffering
I can feel it
I just hope that one day I can say something before you become something else
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryThis is just a collection of poems that I write. You may like them you may not. If you have any requests of what I should write about just message me or something. Ok. You may go on now.
