you have tried
a wordy game
that leaves me
sinking, vomit on my lips
you are fighting
in a way i understand
in a way
i can not release to you.

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this poem just ruined me like writing hasn't for a long time...
Never Again

Never again will I weep
And wring my hands
And beat my head against the wall
Because
Me nolentem fata trahunt
But
When I have had enough
I will arise
And go unto my Father
And I will say to Him:
Father, I have had enough.

Stevie Smith