Scream
Scream, it's dying in my throat.Cry, it dries before it wells.
I'm another one of those pathetic
Cases you always end up closing,
Before Opening,
Sliding between the separate lines,
When you get tired of playing victim,
Is the day I'll surely die.
I wait for a better day,
Laying next to this,
Making the storm more intense,
Scream, I've tried so much lately.
Cry, even when it hurts inside.
I'm all but spent
Lately I've been so tired,
Sorry I can't be your favorite friend,
I don't want to be like myself
Anymore,
I'll be gone this time tommorow,
I fear.
Don't worry about me,
I was never worth it in the end.
~Kaitlin Platti~
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