Truck Stop Read Count : 14

Category : Poems

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I'll never pray again;
Nor hope for an answer.
I'm not worth the time.

I'm a failure.
It's so hard to think different;
Because my heart, I wear it on my sleeve.

I drown in self doubt.
I've hated myself since youth.
I'm too damaged, that's for sure.

My heart's left with one piece.
My souls shattered beyond repair;
And I no longer dream when I sleep.

They think it;
I sense it.
It's a constant rinse and repeat.

Move forward;
Get over it.
Words muttered, yet I stay flustered.

I don't know who I am now.
It's like I'm a truck stop they all stop at;
To find true love from another. 


  • Nov 18, 2021

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