Throwback Thursday Poetry: End It

when can i
have my pride
when can i
stop trying to hide

when will you
please come through
when will you
care for me too

trust i seek
i am weak
trust i seek
it makes me shriek

i pretend
to have friends
i pretend
again and again

it’s over for me
can’t you see
it’s over for me
please shoot me

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

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