Its getting worse
And worse
I'm still thinking about ending it
Despite everything I have
Nobody truly ever understands
I dont let them
I can't
If they get to close...
Im trying to hold off
On letting people so close
I hurt them
I hurt myself
I say I dont want attention
I really don't
I say I don't want sympathy
I really don't
Yet...
Sometimes I get it
...
They got stronger
So much...
Stronger
Came back with...
Panic attacks
Every day...
For the last five days...
So far ay least
I can't take it anymore
Let me go
Let me be at peace
Let me be with the stars
Let me watch
Let me be above
Let me be a soul
Just lift me from the curse
And
Let me go...
-E.G.
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Poetrythis story is for anyone who wanta to read it... it might be a trigger warning to some sensitive people. I'm sensitive. this is my life. it may spund like drama... but its all true. This is my life in the form of poems. Heart felt meaningful poems...
