- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Faith, Wavering
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Watch me go down,
A life spiraling apart,
A ball of thread all unstrung.
The sun is vicious
But the wind is so cold
And I can't lose any more
But I have less each day.
You can cut me
And I might bleed
But don't expect anything.
Days are like nights
Where the moon doesn't shine
And stars are twinkling points of nothingness.
I can reach for help
But my hand can't keep its grip.
Tears are there
But they refuse to fall;
No pity for me,
Except that which swells in my heart.
I'm too young for these burdens
But they age me,
Making me old and cumbersome.
So tell me why doesn't life give
But only takes
Until I have nothing.
I'm going down
But I'm already on the ground.
Should I beg and plead
To a deaf god
Who doesn't see
And doesn't need me?
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