The world.
Its moving on without me.
It feels like i'm spinning.
Over.
And Over.
And Over.
Why can't i just fall.
Id rather scrape my hands and knees
than puke on the floor.
My world was spotless.
Getting sick left it dirty, smelling rancid.
And if i get sick, someone would help me.
I might tell them.
But tell them what exactly.
Piece by piece
my world slowly crumbles apart.
But where do they fall.
On me.
Mostly on you,
since i refuse to deal with my problems
and so heap them upon you.
Do you mind?
Of course you do.
I can see it in the bags under your eyes.
Don't give up hope, you tell me.
You want me to keep trying.
And day by day your persistent.
But the sad thing is,
i gave up a long time ago.
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Comments
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I feel like can relate to this but I can't tell how. I'm unsure, but yet find it gets me somehow. The words are well used, I'm happy I read this.
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This is really one that many can relate with either they went through it ,going through it , or just about to go through it ,
but the words , nonetheless will be felt by many to that read this , and you did very well and the puzzle pieces are a good add on for they show that no matter what the piece all fit into a certain puzzle and yes we give up but for some reason we always get back up and fight , its our nature and , i look at everyday as a chance to make things right , better , or create something new about myself . This said, all the things it needed to and it's a release to do so, thanks and you are a very good poet and very glad to have read this, -
I could feel pleading fingers fidgeting beneath an almost there helping hand.. Best of luck in the contest!
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Nicely framed.. Somewhere this hit home as I have come across a similar situation before...One line leads to another in a strking way.
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