Medicine

Poem 041What happens when you just cannot take anymore you know that all you have done has been a negative force how do you fix that causing a lack of sleep on both ends making you sick making you want to cry to pull yourself away because you know you are bad for them all you want to do is make them happy and all you do is cause them worry, give them insomnia you cannot live with yourself not knowing what you do to them how could you out of love and care, your heartbreaks if it would make things better for them, you would die…Poem 041
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