I take in my last breath,
hoping you catch it.
I just hope you hold me before lonelyness is past death.
I used to be the one to please, i used to be the man u need. I used to be beholden now just broken down on folded knees.
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I enjoyed reading this piece. It touches on some deep and dark issues. We all go through tough times, and knowing that others can relate to us is important. Your poem is able to make others feel as if they aren’t alone.
I am stoked about that idea, when I write them it is more of a therapy. Like venting. Realizing they can help more people than just me makes them more than what I made, and more than I thought they could be.