I wasn’t miserable enough
Until I talked to you
I wasn’t feeling sad enough
Not nearly thru and thru.
The weakness I professed
Was never meant to be
You saw the worst inside
The worst things about me.
I see there in the mirror
Aging at a rapid pace
The wrinkles are in excess
Showing clearly on my face.
The time is passing by
It’s all a senseless scam
After all that I’ve worked for
I’m left with who I am.
A bitter hopeless man
With nothing more to give
No reason to go on
No reason left to live.
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lovenlosses 
Wow..nice job getting into that man’s head. The self talk can be so damaging to who we are.
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So true! We are at times, our own worst enemy! Thank you for commenting. 💙
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So nice!
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Thank you. I appreciate ….you taking the time to comment. 💙
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My pleasure 💚
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Thank you for sharing!.. one needs to stop looking in the mirror and follow ones heart… 🙂
“Holding on to bitterness is like taking poison and expecting the other person to die”…
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So true! Thanks for commenting! 💙
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It is great .
Best wishes.
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Thank you. I appreciate you taking the time to comment. 💙
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Wow. Amazing how we can stuck in that feeling
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Yes, it’s sad! He had given up. He just couldn’t find the strength…. to go on. A sense of self worth is sometimes …..hard to maintain! He was hurting. That’s for sure!
Thank you for reading my poem and for commenting! 💙
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