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Killing Us
In the quiet corners of my heart, I need to cry, to let the shadows part. You want to argue, dissect my pain, As if my tears are just a game. I reach for solace, a gentle embrace, But you counter with questions, a relentless chase. “Why do you feel?” you demand with a frown, As if my emotions are a weight to be drowned. I long for laughter, for joy to ignite, Yet you question the reasons, dimming the light. I want to share tales of my children’s bright days, But you point out their flaws, in a critical haze. I weave a story, a tapestry spun, But you interrupt, eager to run. You twist the ending, reshape the plot, And I stand there, feeling all that I’m not. I let you take over, I let you decide, But inside I’m crumbling, I’m breaking, I hide. I’m tired of arguing, of fighting for air, Your words are a burden, too heavy to bear. Don’t touch me, don’t reach for the pieces you see, You don’t know my heart, you don’t know me. I’m weary of battles that lead nowhere fast, I need to reclaim the joy that I’ve lost in the past. So let me cry, let me feel, let me be, In the silence, I’ll find the strength to be free. No more arguments, no more disdain, Just the quiet acceptance of joy and of pain.
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