"Do you love me?
I love you"
She says
"I'm sorry"
I hope she's lying
I'm now crying
And trying
Not to fight
That other guy
Instead I just,
Take another pill
Like I normally would...
And realize
I'm slowly giving up
I then let up and take another pill
And begin to lose the will
To fight for her, but instead to just sink into sorrow
And know if I take more I won't have to go through another
Tomorrow
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Depressing Rounds
PoetryWell as it seems life is a terrible burden yet it also is a great present. In Depressing Rounds I tried to encap life moments (good and... mostly bad) into a series of poems. When I first started writing this I intended to just make a series of Depr...
