Poetry From The Weakened Soul
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 46
Hurts More

I dare you to tell me, again
Tell me I don't care so that I can
Show you who really cares
Because we both know, it's not you

I'd pour a bullet to my heart
Wait, no, you already did that, right?
I'd shoot my brains out
If it'd make you smile, tonight

So tell me what you want, babe
I aim to please
But all I seem to do is lie
And it's getting to be a real bitch

When you curl your lips like that
Like you've won this game
Well, then, let's drop out
You win, okay, I give up

Now will you just help me back up?
Will you help me, please, I don't care
who wins this fight anymore I just need to be saved
And shouting at you only makes me hurt more


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