It's Me

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by loveisforgotten

by loveisforgotten

I threw a bottle at the wall, screaming
It's me! It's me! Everything, it's me!

I've been careful with what I do, listening and watching for signs of breaking.

Yet km here again, at my breaking point.

Oh have I forgotten the feeling of bitterness, the feeling of having nothing to live for.

I held my arm in the corner, thinking. It's me! It's me! All of this was me!

I watched the words I've said.
I laugh and play like the summers before.

But now comes fall, and then alas, winter.

Ha! I must have forgotten that with every life there is a death.