Leave.

Would it be wrong to give up on hope?

Would it be possible? Should it come first?

Why would you go on if you have no hope?

So then giving up is a lost cause.

No one stays, nor do they leave.

Contradictions come undone.

Why the life, why the living?

Why the stagnant state of giving?

Why the wonder in the world

All blemished in a thoughtless girl?

So much seen, heard and spoken of.

So many lies left unsurfaced.

Regret has never helped.

Forgiveness heals.

Soon you will be able to breathe.

Finally, you will leave.

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Written sometime early April or maybe mid.