I’m giving up again
Why does it never go as plan
The plan is always changing
But is it me
If so can you just change me
And Not take away the good perfect plan
Change me to be ready for that plan
All these open and closing of the same doors
Got me hurting to my core
I get it, you make no mistake
But its me who keeps causing this heartbreak
And I keep begging for your help
Show me that my pain is felt
Hey, can you hear me
Because you seem like the only one that believes in me
The only one who knows how to help me
Speak to me
Speak through me
About the Creator
L.I.E
Hey, I'm Emily! Thanks for reading. Hope you read something that inspires you. Or something that you find relatable.
A Failed Artist, A Disillusioned Poet, An Underpaid Game Show Host
I took my son and niece to Gori, a small town in Georgia where Joseph Stalin was born. They talked me into visiting the Stalin's Museum, the largest in the post-Soviet space. I had resisted going there because I just can't stand the monster and know enough about him, or so I thought.
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Comments (3)
Such a powerful and raw poem! So moving!
Don't give up, you never know what is coming. Moving words
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