I've said my piece
Gave my two cents
Told the truth
All of it
Still, no one hears me
No one helps me
They just don't care
I have no weight
No value
No one on my side
They'll all defend my trauma
Until I die
Because to them
I'm still to blame
To say otherwise
Is to be blind and lie
My feelings don't matter
Neither does the truth
Because
At the end of the day
It's all my fault
Every. Single. Thing.
Therefore
Nothing matters
Especially not me.
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A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoesiaA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
