I saw it.
I saw the sky ready
And breach for me to
Get out of this bleak
World.
I was fearful.
I was afraid that if I went
Along with Him,
I would never be missed.
I would be forgotten,
And unloved.
Go unrecognized.
My grave-
Cold and untouched.
What funeral?
I shall never have one.
Thrown into a trench.

After all I have done
For you.

I always knew I wasn’t appreciated.
 
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