Depression, Hope, Love, and Heartache
I am the embodiment of pathetic.
So inadequate. Insufficient.
Though I can’t deprive myself.
My heart in chains.
Immobile.
Not able to move forward.
Impossible to go back.
Stagnant.
Deaden this attachment.
Someone, please.
Take this offensive organ, demolish it.
Liberate me from this love.
One-sided love.
How crushing the blow of that fact.
I have been extinguished.
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