I gun for you


Words fail me all the time
I don’t even feel like talking
still I go on and on
I’m dying here and you keep walking

why are you asking me this?
can’t you see I’m trying?
I don’t like it like this

I can’t calm down at all
panic is what panic feels like
can’t we just stay silent?
speaking now seems far too violent

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