5/21/2019
Things I know should be there,
But they're simply just not there,
I know that we did this last week,
But the things aren't there,
And they were never there,
I try and I try but,
It just keeps falling through,
I know I should be able to do,
This all, but the holes are too big,
Overwhelming holes, that swallow,
Up everything that tries to stay,
I try and I try so damn hard,
But I can never do it,
No matter how hard I try
The holes win.
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why?
PoetryWhy does everything feel so...dull lately. Why is it that I don't feel heard though I'm screaming? Just why? I don't know.