I found peace in your violence.
can't tell me there's no point in trying.
I'm at one, and I've been silent for too long.
I'm in need of a saviour.
My whole life I've felt like a burden.
I think too much and I hate it.
I'm so used to being in the wrong.
I'm tired of caring.
loving never gave me a home.
never will give me the comfort I long for.
I'm at one, and I've been quite for too long.
~Silence.
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A Letter
PoetryThis is my own personal shit that I have written. I will finish it here and maybe never return until I get into the same depressing shit again. Hits best when read using dark mode.
