Give it to meA Poem by TheSuffering
Please give me your pain.
I want all your sufferings. Can you please give it to me? Give it to me and set yourselves free. Save yourselves from all of the hatred. From all of the jealousy and anger. From all of the pain and suffering. I want to take it all and carry it on my shoulders. I want to carry it on my own. I don't want you to suffer. I want you to be free. Free from corruption. I want you to be free from arrogance and bitterness. It harms your souls. Please, give it to me. I want you to be free from harmful lust. I want you to be free from violence. I want to set you free, free from war. I want you to be free from your weapons. I want you to not NEED the weapons. I want you to understand each other. I want you to understand that all of this is inevitable I want to set your free from conflicts. Conflicts that tear your soul apart. I want to take it all and carry it on my shoulders. But I can't. The pain and guilt of not being able to, is greater than the entire pain that exists in this world. Please, give it to me.
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3 Reviews Added on March 31, 2019 Last Updated on March 31, 2019 AuthorTheSufferingSwedenAboutI am a 21 year old... girl or woman? Something in between, maybe. I was a weird child. In the midst of war, with no electricity and barely any food or water sometimes, I used to light a candle and r.. more..Writing
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