losing

i've been losing in a lot of ways 

but by the days

it's proven 

 

the things and people i keep putting energy into

life tells me i'm not meant to

 

but i didn't want to lose this much

every time i find light

i clutch

i hold on 

 

but people hurt 

and opportunities dissapoint 

im left less than dirt

 

i keep loving the ones who are unable

which is just making me more unstable

 

turtles can still bite

and candles are not sufficient sources of light

i'm still learning

im still here

This poem is about: 
Me

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