If I could,
I would,
Exchange hopelessness for joy,
Embrace love instead of all hate.
Battle weary with nowhere to go,
Up is out of reach and I have been down
too many times.
No rhyme or rhythm to my words,
Just truth,
Mixed with bitterness and sadness,
The circles under my eyes underline the lies.
Fastening my heart to its ball and chain,
Forgoing what is best and seeking what is worse,
I am nothing if not horrible to myself,
Truthfully.
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