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Telling You Honestly

Tired of talking. Always talking.

Do you understand the potential of silence?

Leave me alone for awhile and you may get your answers.

Stop trying to help me.

I don't want to rely on human help anymore. It just ends in more problems.

Yes I know ignoring the problem doesn't work, but it sure is easier.

Why do we fall? To learn to pick ourselves up again.

Well can I just lay here awhile? The sky is beautiful.

Enjoy it and falling isn't that hard anymore.

And when I'm ready, I know there is One who will lift me up again.

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Written by
megan-s
Published
Apr 30, 2014
Lines·Words
10·101
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Reposting poems written about 5 years ago.

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#frustration#problems#talking
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