What if
Each time you give
You lose a little bit of yourself
That would explain why
The best people are the most broken
The most beautiful and the most quiet.
All the people I know
Give and give and give
And have almost lost themselves.
I would not be here
If they didn't give to me
Even though
they drive themselves further and further
into destruction.
What if
We could just borrow these pieces
Each time you give
you loose a little
So others have to give back
The parts that you have lost
It's just a cycle.
Maybe if we had more people to give
The people who have lost themselves wouldn't be so...
Lost.
I would like to thank you
My friends
For giving me all of your pieces
So much so that you have lost yourselves.
I would happily give you all of my pieces.
To My friends:
JD1834577658
JiaJiaBinks
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Who have given me all their pieces, even when they didn't have any left.
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I've Come To Burn Your Kingdom Down
PoesíaThis is a place to vent my emotions. I post it because I want people feel like they can reach out. I don't post it on here for sympathy. If you do get something from this then I applaud you. It gets better I swear Warning: depressing content
