Responsibilities are choking me
Reality makes me weep
The burden I carry is dragging me down
The pain of seeing them crashing makes me feel like shit
I want to do everything
Then I dont want to do anything
I want to lift them
I want everything to turn right
Is it too much to ask to shit to settle down
Is it too much to ask for pain to go away
My whole existence hurts
My heart mind soul burns
Please tell God to make it stop
Please tell God to give me strength to cope up
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Tears of Rose: A Poetry Collection
PoetryWelcome to my musical diary A collection of some of emotions and insights from daily life Extremely clinche and dark. Be careful. Read at your own risk. (Humans only)
