Give up



I give up

Why should I try

Any longer


I’ve been weighed


Found wanting


Worth less

Than a word

An effort

My mistakes

Are too fucking great

To ever forgive



I am flawed

And faulted

I am needed

And wanted

But at the end of the day

Fuck me

I’m thrown away

For mistakes

That could not

Be forgiven

All that I

Have given of myself

Is not enough

To love


I can’t keep trying

I won’t

It hurts

To be left

So broken

By yet another

Who has spoken

All those words

Of love and support

That I needed to hear

Someone whose heart

I held so dear

Who finds it so easy

To just




Through all

That we’ve been through


Fucking tribulations

And I was always there

I always showed

I care

But yet again

I’m just a whore

Just more trash

Worth nothing more

Than a hurtful


Parting word


Why do I try

Why do I care..


Throw your words at me

My dearest friend

Let me know

How far

You’d go to end

All that we have built

Then let your silence

Fucking silt

My soul

I have nothing more

I have nothing more

I have nothing more

Than all that I have given

All that I have meant


That turns out to be

Too fucking little

Once again



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