Take all of me
Take all you need
Take all of what you want
So that is exactly how you did it
You kept belittling me
Grinding me down
Shaving my edges
Cutting my leaves
While I just begged you for the bare fucking minimum
I was on my knees at your feet and you told me to get down lower
As is you don't see me making ways with this ground
I am burring myself Infront of you
And you hand me the shovel.
Just take all of me
Take all of what you want,
until I'm a grain of who I was
And then leave me,
because that grain isn't enough for you.
YOU ARE READING
I'm So Exhausted
Poetry#1 in poem #1 in poetrycollection #1 in vent #2 in memory this is just a compilation of my vent poetry-ish (that i can find) from 4th grade to whenever i stop this (I'm 18 now) Im not the best with words but i write in spouts of thoughts
