A heart is a heavy burden,
one I could not bear,
for life struggles weighed on me,
and precious few cared.
Is this poetic suicide,
rambles of my harsh and painful life?
Wishes of things,
I cut away with the knife?
For so many sleepless nights,
I would cry,
for leaving you was unthinkable,
yet I wanted to die
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What a short yet powerful impact! So much with so little.