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[justanother2amwriter]

Fullstop.

'Im here whenever you need me'

'Im always a call away when you wanna talk'

How can I ever tell you

The thoughts in my head

The ache in my bones

The bruises on my soul

How can I ever tell you

That I try and try and try

And it's never enough

And Im never enough?

Not pretty enough

Not strong enough

Not smart enough

Not happy enough

Not active enough

Not lively enough

How can I show you

My fear of being a burden to you

How can I tell you

The pity in your eyes

The eventual hate in your eyes

Would stab right in my wounded heart

How can I tell you

You can make a fullstop to a comma

And move on with your life

I'll be here be a fullstop to your comma

And might

drag you down with my dead weight

Drown you alive with my tears

Suffocate you with all my pain

I cannot

I really cannot

I am forever grateful for the offer

But know that

I'll forever be the fullstop

a minor chapter in your story

Never carried over

Never remembered.

[justanother2amwriter]

I believe the mixture of two people in me keeps each other company

When one part drowns me in melancholy and makes me the center of the entity for the sad creature around that can move all the mountains by dissolving it in the pain of it's existence

The other part sees all the sunshine and blooms like a sunflower and being the partner for all the other sunflowers when there is no sun and when there are no flowers around drown in all the restless happiness that wound never it rest, paint me a picture of the future that i am never gonna get

These people decide what day im gonna have right at the begininnig of it,

Or in the middle

or in the end

whenever they please

I was under the assumption that they would be the end of me

Maybe they were just keeping each other company

never really realized they were slowly turning my body to turn against me unknowingly

Now I'm a tiny speck in my existence

estranged from all

and elusive from all that is

Taking all the measured doses of hope

For my body to bury me deep under more

Now im here with no hands around me

No words for me

No eyes for me

No heart or soul touching me

While my own gets deep under crushed and drowned at the same time

One day when my skin is feeding the soil

My breath stops using the air

My pain non existant

My eyes finally rested

My limbs grows into trees

My heart turns into moth food

My existance would no longer affect anyone

That day, just now i did all that i could

Even hardest of the rocks crumble

Even liveliest of rivers dry up

And I, my friend was too soft for all of it anyways

Know that I used all my will power till the day my bones did not hurt and my face did not swell up into a stranger I no longer recognized