Category : Poems

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I need to get myself moving again
Why do my thoughts condemn
me to this inactivity
I think its destroying me
Yearning for a future
That does not exist
This is ridiculous
I am so sick of this
Sick of myself sick of this plan
Sick of the inner critical demands
I cannot relax with you looking
out my eyes
voicing those inner critical lies
trying to make me rot in this world
just because you don't think it's worth it
I don't know if I can work this
But I know I am not worthless