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It was my life, but it was never about me,
If I made a mistake, it's because of me.
If I made an accomplishment, it's because of them,
If I have trauma, if I'm insecure, it's never because of them.
I am useless, I am worthless, I am a burden they say,
But once golds appear, they refuse to go away.
I've never felt so alone,
I think I can go now -so long.
I stab this dagger towards me,
To stop the pain in me.
I want to leave.
I want to breathe.
I want to break all these things.
I want to slit my own wrist.
I want to see blood.
I just want to break free.
SOMEONE END THIS SUFFERING,
SOMEONE JUST END IT.
I AM SICK AND TIRED OF HAVING TO DEAL WITH IT.
Why is being cautious for one's self an act of selfishness?
Why is being happy, a crime for this world I'm living in?
What karma is this for? From them?
THEY DID ALL OF THESE BUT I'M THE ONE SUFFERING?!
I AM NOT THEM.
someone help me
please. Someone give
me something
to live
for
please.
YOU ARE READING
Collection of Random Literature
PoetryA compilation of original literature (Declamation Pieces, Poetries, Speeches, Short Stories) by K. Jhae. If you're going to be using any of my work for your English class or something, you can use it --but do let me know in the comments. Enjoy :)
