I am in hell, and there is no chance of escape. So let me be, for Heaven's sake! Let me eat what's on my plate. Until I am no more.
Cast not your gaze upon my strife. Hear me not in death, as in life. Touch not the edge of my captor's knife. For now I am no more.
Extinguish my flame, is what I say. But the Lord doth call me back to his way. Your suffering will end, but not today. Rejoice! Lament no more.
(I'm not very good at poetry but I tried)
No, reading that was a little glimmer of joy in a fucking awful day.
Glad I could help. You are not alone in this awful and amazing world.
I am in hell, and there is no chance of escape. or so they say forevermore. But then their mouths all go agape when I pull chocolates from the drawer.
So let me be, for Heaven's sake! my teenage daughter says again, "You're giving me a huge headache." When she'll be smart, I know not when.
Let me eat what's on my plate. my son lamented at midnight. The food was cold that he'd not ate. Next time he won't put up a fight.
Until I am no more. this lost, I'll try to find my way around. The price of gas is a huge cost yet I'm on unfamiliar ground.
I dig it
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