Its all too real,
And i crumble,
At the sight of it,
The pain of it: Sureal,
And all i can do,
Is hide it.
The sadness crept up,
And the night was a breeze,
But it was not strong enough,
To sweep away,
My brokeness.
Can i live up,
To whats expected of me,
Or can i just fail?
Can I?
Can i just lie down,
Can i drown in my tears?
Please, let me.
Let me burn in misery,
Ther the flame ignite,
An infinite luxury,
A passion for pain,
And ignore my cries,
My pleads,
And go on.
Let my words tremble,
Until they are no longer there.
Let my love dissolve,
Until its gone.
Let my tears cry,
Until i cant cry anymore.
Let me wither away,
Until i cease to exist.
Set me free.
I will no longer be a burden.
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The Typo
PoetrySometimes poetry is the only way I can express my emotions, so here's a book inspired by life in general, but more specifically, my life.
