Exhaustion

Heavy eyes

Weakened muscles

Exhaustion comes in

And you wasn’t there when I needed you the most

I swear I could have done with comforting when I needed it the most

Unempathtic words meet unempathtic ghosts.

Published by Lettersyoullneversee

Hull Poet Writer Photographer - heartache, absence and the damage of austerity. View all posts by Lettersyoullneversee

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