Existing By Ourselves
Dec 29, 2022
A personal and poetic thought
I wish I could throw away that demon in a hospice.
And let her wither away in peace. No alarms. No hurt.
So I could be free to do whatever I want with my life.
Being bound by compassion can hurt your whole existence.
Learn from the worst example and free yourself from pain.
Caring for others never should de an excuse to forget about yourself.
We exist, with or without others, there is no doubt about it.
Breathing fresh air every morning without fear.
I know I deserve better, and so do you, beloved child.
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