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Mar 2014
Death was a promise just out of my grip
A rhythmic beating in my heart,
it was an unanswered prayer, and I was ready to slip
Hanging from the pieces of me, ripped apart


I’m desperately trying to prove myself to you
Trying to show you that I’m worth it
But no matter how hard I try or what I do
...you just don’t give a ****

I’m fighting against these words you say in haste
That I’m nothing, just built of wrongs
I keep feeling as if I am a waste of space
because I've been thrown away like trash for so long

The night has become my haven,
A place I can rest in peace
But morning just comes much too soon
And in my anguish I am already deceased


I’m not good enough for a father that beats his own
And I guess i’m no good for you too
I am nothing, I am just all alone
no matter what I do

The graveyard calls me to come where I am known
To sleep among the dead
How death would be my only home
It echoes in my head

Why can’t you love me
Katlyn Orthman
Written by
Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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   Shanay Love
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