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Still Trying

I can't stop crying. 
My happiness dying. 
But I keep trying. 
Keep on fighting. 
Fighting the heart brake. 
Fighting the pain. 
Although I know without you it will never be the same.
Still I keep trying. 
My hopes dying. 
But I'm not buying. 
That I'll be okay.
I won't be okay.
Because you're gonen 
That's why I'm sitting here. 
Writing this song.
Still I keep trying.
High spirits dying. 
Oh look I'm crying.
What a surprise. 
Tears streaming from my eyes. 
No more love to give. 
Still I keep trying. 
Even tho.
Inside I'm dying. 
Oh look a cut on my wrist. 
This is my new form of bliss. 
I can't stop this. 
But it's okay.
Maybe I'll finally go away.
I begged you to stay. 
But you went. 
Now my hearts forever bent. 
Soul has a dent.
Not at all content.
Oh look another cut. 
All because you called me a ****.
Still I keep trying.
Hoping I'm dying.
Cause to defy depression.
I have to die.
So tonight I say goodbye.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Agustin Avatar
January 30, 2025 at 4:48 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed New Year.
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