W***e

W***e

A Poem by Anonymous -

Never been down this path before , but saw it like the fourth coming ,
But I'm failing , weakened , about to give in , call it quits ,
And watch the movie fade to black.

Exhausted I've become , sick and manipulative I've evolved to be ,
And I'm tired , just so dam tired of finding a reason to care ,
Because how much longer does one go through torture to feel alive.

Got everything at the tips of my finger , but subconsciously I'll sabotage ,
Burn down the bridges before they're built,
Push away anyone who starts to appreciate me ,
Because I can't love myself , so you can't either.

I'm trying oh I'm trying , to care , but the hours drag , the day's lag , the months evaporate ,
And I'm here , just waiting , just anticipating the miracle to take place ,
But fairy tales are illusions while reality is the w***e you take home.

© 2015 Anonymous -


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Ah, the w***e is reality. Great ending!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Anonymous -

9 Years Ago

thank you !

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