Zilch

Every day, I feel like I am in a constant battle with everything.

Save me from my thoughts,

The clash I should’ve fought.

Fix me, I’m a mess,

At worst and never best.

Save me from myself.

 

 

And no, this is not a poem of self-pity.

This is just me being… me.

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