Empty sighs cries a why after every sentence
Pennance they say. Repent and you'll be free. But these words are empty, unfulfilling, unwilling to face the truth. I'm too broken to breathe. Too broken to leave. A mess on the floor. A hole through the door. Everyone gone. Flown out. Free. But the glue that holds me down is stronger than any ounce of courage I have.
Too broken to breathe. Too broken to leave.
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