I've been pushed down so many times
I feel this time will be the last

As I lie here fading,
my thoughts are invaded by memories of my past
I feel the pressures of shame and rejection building,
as I lie here on the floor

I have no strength to get up, I'm not worth it any more
This time, it will be my last...


Some of the most darkest hours in my life inspired this poem... hope you guys like it.

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