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19:42 Jul 12 2025
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i came in quiet,
no one noticed.
they fed me silence
and left me with names
i never asked for.

don’t tell me it gets better.
i’ve buried too many versions of myself
waiting for better.
they all scream from under the floor.

love?
don’t fucking say that word to me.
people use it like currency
then disappear
when you bleed too loud.

i begged once.
never again.

they took pieces,
called it kindness.
i called it theft.

i’ve been touched without being seen.
i’ve been watched without being known.
and now i flinch when something feels safe
because safe is the lie that comes before pain.

i don’t dream of healing anymore.
i dream of ending.
not because i want to die,
but because i want the noise to stop.
even for a second.

i’m tired of carrying things
that never belonged to me.
tired of being strong
because no one else stepped in.
tired of screaming into hands
just to stay alive in my own body.


i didn’t ask for this skin.
this history.
this hunger.
this hollow.

but i wear it
because no one else would.

this isn’t a poem.
it’s a grave.
mine.
yours.
anyone who ever loved too hard
and got silence in return.

i don’t want your light.
i want to be left alone
in the dark that knows me.

let me rot in peace
if peace is even fucking real.

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