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Let's Pretend One Last Time

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Talking.
I hear it in my head.
They're worried...
That something's wrong with me.
That I'm sick.
That I'm shutting down.
But they don't get it.
No one does anymore.
So please stop pretending you do.
It just hurts me more.

I've been fighting and fighting.
Holding on for so long.
And for what?
Nothing.
All I get is people calling me sick.
Telling me I need help

What's the point?
I should just leave.
Just leave...
That would make it all better.
Make everything better...
I'm not worth it.
Not worth it at all...

Keep saying you're sorry.
And I'll keep nodding my head.
Because all we're doing is pretending.
Pretending that you understand.
Pretending that I'm not hurting you again.
Pretending that this will work.

Let's drop the act.
What's done is done.
I think it's time to give up and run.
But now you're asking for forgiveness.
And I'll grant you this one last time.
For the pain is surfacing.
And I think we all know,
The best thing to do is...
Let this go.
I wrote this based on a conversation with someone. don't feel like going into detail
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comments and critiques are always appreciated and welcome

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This IS a magnificent emotional poem.

T.S. Eliot is one of my favorite poets. He said many sage things with regards to the mind of poets. The following quote is one of my favorites:

"Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things." T. S. Eliot

This poem not only confronts both emotion and personality, it throws down the gauntlet for each.

The bearing of raw emotion as well as the ability to take blame upon the self of the writer is light years ahead of a poet your age. I stand in awe of your ability to take the path of poets before you and share your soul and your scars with the reader.

Well done young poet! Well done!

Peach,
Echo