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woolgather
Poems
Aug 2017
Probably My Last
Been too tired fighting alone
Too much weight upon my shoulders
Crying for help
Yet no one listens
Pleading for salvation
Yet gave in to the ******
Exhausted of pretending
Everything; nothing's fine
Too scared to tell the truth
Too hurt from keeping it
Wonder how much my smile covered up
Now too fed up with everything
Not that I want to play the victim
I'm just too tired to stand alone.
Too many things left unsaid,
Too many lies spewed out.
Nothing follows me but agony;
It's so unfair
Why is it that I'm the only one that you dump your anger in?
Stop fighting because of me.
If it wasn't for my ******* mouth.
If it wasn't for my ******* body.
If it wasn't for me
None of this could've happened.
I'm scared. I'm furious. I'm tired.
*I'm sorry
I want to die
pills
Thanks for keeping up with my ****.
Though I guess this won't **** me
But just in case
I'm sorry
I wasn't strong enough
Written by
woolgather
23/Non-binary/Philippines
(23/Non-binary/Philippines)
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