It's not that I don't want to.
or that I'm purposely doing it wrong.
It's not that I want you to cry or make myself cry,
It's not that I'm not trying.
But what more can I do?
Tell me, how can I?
When I give my everything
only for you to throw it away,
When I give so many shots,
but you just burn them all away.
It makes me feel hopeless.worthless.
am I too easy?
don't I do enough?
am I not worth it?
I'm hurting
It doesn't even pain anymore,
those bruises that I ignore.
But I'm suffocating.
everytime I breathe, your words take the air back.
and your accusations make me never wanna come back.
Just remember theres only so much I can take
before If I leave,
If I go
I'll never come back.
This suffocation isn't good for my health.
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Silence and Sins
PoésieNone of us are the same. Every mind different, Every body different, Every soul different. but funny isn't it, that yet here we are, Agreeing. Feeling. Knowing. Understanding. Just what those lines mean, written by a single person. because we've...
