If I could find

the right words

I would tell you them

make you understand

make you love me again.

But words fail me

I cannot speak

left unsaid

the greater evil is not knowing.



I give up

move on

pretend to find happiness

and enjoy life

it’s all empty now.


When I reach inside of me

I see past the medicated bliss

sorrow remains




I will not beg for you

for you’ll always refuse

to listen.


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