My Tuesday visit wasn't a visit at all.
Rather it was, yet again, another chance for you to tear me to shreds.
I wish that as tragedy and heart ache continue to strike
I would be better equipped to handle it.
Now I have no words to say.
No love to give to you.
No hope left.
Family is no more.
It never was there to begin with.
It is what I deserve.
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
My Tuesday visit wasn't a visit at all.
Rather it was, yet again, another chance for you to tear me to shreds.
I wish that as tragedy and heart ache continue to strike
I would be better equipped to handle it.
Now I have no words to say.
No love to give to you.
No hope left.
Family is no more.
It never was there to begin with.
It is what I deserve.
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