I'm growing tired and weary,
Heart's falling into obscurity.
Emotions flailing in melancholy,
as it succumbs to atrophy.
All messages were sent,
but no true reply was present.
just words, just empty words
cutting through me like sharp swords.
I so long wanted to disconnect,
before you can even reject.
I wanted to save my pride,
from a love that can't be denied.
This line goes only one-way,
perpetually waiting for a reply in dismay.
I need now to give a disconnection notice,
Before things gets worst that it is.
I'm now emotionally broke and worthless,
because of all my payments paid in excess.
I cant now afford this fate's service,
thinking it doesn't probably exist.
Thoughts flutter in boundless anxiety,
I need to know how everything else should be.
is it enough to give a notice of disconnection,
just because i cant stand this asphyxiation?
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