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Poem Details
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| Title: | Done |
| Author: | Anonymous |
| Date Submitted: | 2/23/2018 |
| Poem: |
Why do you torment me so please be quiet, please be still I’m really close to my fill There’s no sense, there’s no reason But still you jump and hop around I beat you down and hold you silent to the ground but what's the point? All too soon you're back up Racing round and round again .. no peace ...no rest ...days passing by in a haze It’s just a phase and it’ll pass, I hear them say Well fuck you... you trying living in this maze I can’t cope, I’ve had enough Free will and choice apparently have a part to play All I can say.... is fuck this shit I did not choose to be this way But its my choice and I will not continue to live this way One way or another it’s got to end A final chapter or new beginning I really don’t care as long as it ends Coz at this point I’ve had enough and reached my fill I surrender, I am weak Please let me pass this very week And find some fucking eternal peace... |