know | poem | tw

and when death greets me, don’t cry at my side

know that i was unable to find

happiness within myself

know that i suffered for longer than needed

know that it got worse, even though i pleaded

know that i didn’t do it because of you

know that i found love was never true

know that time never did as it was told

know that it hurt more than it would hold

know that my scars didn’t fade with time

know that i was simply too tired to climb

because life seemed to come in waves

and i didn’t know how to swim

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