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This poem is dedicated to the people who love me, those who put up with me, those I loved, those who I don't know anymore, those who didn't want to be friends with me because I was "too weird", those people that know me, and those that I'll know someday. You mean too much to me.


Do you know how it feels to drown?
To lose yourself in the love and adoration of another human being?
To be consumed in the sorrow of someone else's pain?
It's like slowly letting go of a cliff,
Your strength fades away,
And you're spiraling down to your death with nothing you can do to save yourself.

Because that cliff you held onto,
Crumbled,
Cracked,
Went and left you to die because you "weren't good enough."
So you sink to the bottom of the ocean,
Dying,
With nothing and no one to save you.

No button to push,
No name to call,
No card to play,
Just the encroaching feel of cold,
Life slipping away.

And as you die you wonder,
How could I ever let anyone hurt me like this?
What did I do to deserve this?
Why did this have to happen to me?

No answer comes,
As you drown in your words,
In your thoughts,
In your feelings,
In that ocean,

Dead and shattered forevermore.