Go away please.
Please, I'm begging you, go away.
I don't want you, I don't need you.
Why do you still chase me when you've got my neck on a leash.
You wouldn't cut the leash yet you wouldn't tighten it up.
Where are you taking me?
Why is it so dark.
Why are we walking back?
No I don't want to walk back.
Some days you'd tie me up to a tree and leave me.
Other days you'd put a shackle on my leg and wrists.
You'd throw rocks at me, poke me with sticks until I fall into that bottomless lake.
Almost drowning every time.
Please just go away.
At least, make me go away.
Tie the leash, strung it up high on the branch that won't break.
Throw me off into the abyss and leave me.
One of these days, if you don't do it soon,
I'll find my own ways to leave.
And that'll be for good.
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Trouble of the mind
РазноеRegular short stuff when I feel like writing random things, Mostly when I feel down and just can't cope with whatever is bothering me. Warning: it may have things that might trigger some people. I do not own the cover photo. It belongs to its rightf...
