I just wrote this a couple minutes ago while I was on the train heading home. Its not a poem but its definitely something I had to get out. Its about someone I know who I haven’t had the courage to confront. So take it in and let it sit where it may. Peace.

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I can’t reach you!
I’ve tried but with every truth I try to get from you you push me away with lies
I don’t know if I’m supposed to care this much, which isn’t much but what I do know is that I’ve been caring less and less lately.
You’re doing what I always hoped you wouldn’t and what I wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt about.
You’re lying. Incessantly and like a toilet overflowing I don’t know how to make it stop nor do I want to stick around to clean up the mess.
Why can’t you just be real?!
Is that too much to ask?! (I’m yelling now)
And don’t try to point fingers because the universe is blameless. You control your destiny (sorry God)
I can’t give you my energy anymore.
I can’t.
It will kill me if I do.
Just do me this one last favour…

…find peace. Please.

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