Poem: The End

The world is harsh
and life begs to end
and whether I wish or not
it never seems to submit

somehow I manage
to survive again
as if I didn’t break apart
or let the losers win

the world is harsh
and heavy everywhere you turn
and I just want to cry in bed
and wish it would stop turning


I’m pulling away from everything.

I need a break.

People only know how to hurt.

I’m traumatized enough.

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