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i can't ******* write anything.

i really don't understand why i am this way.

why every day is a struggle, why i have to dredge up

every single ******* positive thought from the parts of my heart

that continue to beat and bleed.

 

i really don't understand why i can do this.

why i can sling excuses and ******** why i can talk away

every single ******* positive thing that could happen to me when

all i want is something to smile at.

 

i really don't understand what keeps me here.

what keeps me holding on to you, what makes me think of

every single ******* positive thing you did for me

when there was so much negative.

 

i really, really don't understand why everything i write

is so angry, so sad, so ******* angsty,

even when i've had a wonderful day and i could swear to you,

i could swear it doesn't hurt anymore.

 

nothing hurts anymore, and nothing makes me angry.

walk away from everything i felt for you

and everything i did for you

and all the tears i ******* cried for you,

and it won't hurt me, not this time.

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Written by
sarah-wilson
American
Published
Apr 22, 2011
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i've literally been trying to make something of this poem for months. nothing's come of it. so i threw some more onto it and that's it, i'm leaving it. i can't write for **** anymore.

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