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It's a few years old, goes back to 2019, though I figured I'd share it. It's nothing pretty, so be warned. It's essentially my thoughts and feelings put into a poem, and my thoughts and feelings are certainly not good because I've been in a dark place for so long. If anyone likes it then cool, if not that's cool too. I don't consider myself a poet or anything, I mean I've written about 15 but I don't consider them good since I don't really know what good is in poetry. Anyway, here it is for anyone that actually wants to read it.
Heart broken in a million pieces, it didn't take much to shatter
I try to mend it back together, but I know that it doesn't matter
Can't heal the wound, I sit and watch as it continuously bleeds
So I deal with the pain and suffering that it continuously feeds
I still pray that somehow and some way it will be able to mend
Yet I know it's not possible, and so I just wait for it to end
Pick up my broken pieces and carry them to my end, the open grave
Put an end to this suffering to which I am nothing but a slave
Help me so that I can bring about a painless and fast death
Allow me the opportunity to finally take in my last breath
It's the only possible way I can see that will set me free
Free of this pain that extends deeper than the deepest sea
Once upon a time I thought for sure I could live up to my dreams
Though now everything has started to fall apart at the seams
Anything I look for, and anything I want, it just isn't there
At this point in my life, well, I just simply don't care
It didn't matter how hard I tried, or if I gave it my best
The fact remains that I failed, all I seek now is my eternal rest
Heart broken in a million pieces, it didn't take much to shatter
I try to mend it back together, but I know that it doesn't matter
Can't heal the wound, I sit and watch as it continuously bleeds
So I deal with the pain and suffering that it continuously feeds
I still pray that somehow and some way it will be able to mend
Yet I know it's not possible, and so I just wait for it to end
Pick up my broken pieces and carry them to my end, the open grave
Put an end to this suffering to which I am nothing but a slave
Help me so that I can bring about a painless and fast death
Allow me the opportunity to finally take in my last breath
It's the only possible way I can see that will set me free
Free of this pain that extends deeper than the deepest sea
Once upon a time I thought for sure I could live up to my dreams
Though now everything has started to fall apart at the seams
Anything I look for, and anything I want, it just isn't there
At this point in my life, well, I just simply don't care
It didn't matter how hard I tried, or if I gave it my best
The fact remains that I failed, all I seek now is my eternal rest
