Poetry? I mean I guess? Well alright then 4 of a number
9 years ago
What am I even doing?
Slogging through this mud
Walking through the same footsteps
Every time this happens
I never learn anything worthwhile
Aside from my failure
If I disappear once again
Nothing will really change
This experience has certainly hurt
No worse than before
But perhaps feeling truly pathetic
Compounds that deep hurt
I’m sure now it does
I need to change
Leave this terrible situation
Forget everything, change residual feelings
Stop wasting my time
Just leave me alone, please
Don’t disguise a knife
With the illusion of hope
I’m tired of stitches
In the same old spot
Forgetting you will be
A burdensome weight taken away
Slogging through this mud
Walking through the same footsteps
Every time this happens
I never learn anything worthwhile
Aside from my failure
If I disappear once again
Nothing will really change
This experience has certainly hurt
No worse than before
But perhaps feeling truly pathetic
Compounds that deep hurt
I’m sure now it does
I need to change
Leave this terrible situation
Forget everything, change residual feelings
Stop wasting my time
Just leave me alone, please
Don’t disguise a knife
With the illusion of hope
I’m tired of stitches
In the same old spot
Forgetting you will be
A burdensome weight taken away