I
can't do it anymore.
I can't pretend to be
strong and happy when clearly I'm not.
I
Go to bed most nights with my eyes red and sore.
The arguments going through my
head again and again repeating every
word.
The hard lump in my throat stopping
me from breathing.
I have to speak up, let it all
out.
I can't pretend anymore.
If I speak
up perhaps things will get better.
I wish
there was a black hole that would swallow me in.
Take me away
from all this misery.
Take me anywhere that's not here.
♥
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