Wednesday, January 3, 2024

Barely

 I can barely breathe this pain is so real.

It consumes my throat tight and constant.

Leaving me grasping for some release.

I can barley breathe.

I can barely stand this pain is so real.

My legs heavy with the grief.

No desire to go where I need

I can barley stand.

I can barely think this pain is so real.

Cutting into my soul with a sharp knife.

My soul has been ripped from my grasp.

I can barely think.


Heartache

Call me need closure.

I will always love you



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