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Thursday, December 5, 2024

I can’t be honest…

I can’t. Can’t sayi want to. Can’t day I don’t. I just can’t going me to scribe else. But that shit even to me isn’t felt. Are my emotions tweaking? I can’t find anything left to give. I just can’t. I can’t reason with ever wanting to live again. I, I’m, I um. I can’t create a desire in my heart. I can’t. Lot. I cave descend again. I can’t drum. I can’t feel. I can’t. I can’t believe I’ve come to this. I lost the thrill, I can’t find it. I can’t force it. I can’t breathe when someone’s up on e. I can’t accept it as a bonfire. I can’t listen to others exits their version of luv. I can’t bet that fat you get it out. I can’t admit I wanna mean something to someone. I can’t tender the safe code to our. I’m locked out. I can’t stop me. I can’t halt the disbelief of words they sound like an arsenal of betrayal spat into my ear. I can’t come from within the numbing tractor of ego I am. I can’t. O just, can’t. I like me like this. I can’t tell it no other way. I can’t be any other way. I can’t, I can’t try to. I can’t want to. I can’t need active elder. I can’t bcuz, I have my. I can’t due to, deaths ruin friendships. I can’t see hating another friend. I can’t allow that. I can’t do it to them. I can’t get past the I figure someone out stage. I simply can’t. I can’t crave them. I can’t save them from themselves. I can’t be so they want me to be. I can’t. At subs point I realized I can’t. I can’t fulfill someone else’s selfishness of luv. I can’t box I don’t have that kinda control. I can’t therefore I can’t, I can’t pretend I can. I can’t hero others from switching up. I can’t make others happy. I can’t be broken bcuz I make sense to me. I can’t seen to fit a role in people’s minds. I can’t see Joe they see me. I can’t see them just being them, I can’t fathom the idea of forever after. I can’t go skiing with fairytales, I can’t subject myself to watching luv live. I cave task again. I can’t display that kings weakness. I can’t soften the blue. I can’t argue my point. I can’t enjoy the back and forth tug of war over the heart. I can’t stomach the feel of lib hate luv. I can’t taste a name, I can’t collide in space. I can’t determine if intentions are good. I just can’t. It’s just the truth. I can’t over and cuddle up. I can’t rely on feelings that change, I can’t be the bad guy anymore. I can’t feed ego’s bcuz they get outta hand. I can’t hold hands. I can’t give up on me. I can’t follow a woman’s lead. I can’t become a woman’s excuse fit her not to take accountability. I can’t accept instabilities. I can’t cater to insecurities. I can’t be witness to my own demise. I can’t exclude my in mindset. I can’t redefine me again. I can’t come outta character. I can’t play a character. I c a n apostrophe t. I can’t bcuz I’m not capable of down playing me masculinity. I can’t act like a woman’s version of what they demand. I can’t live in restraints. I can’t be snugging less that cat I am. I can’t parade around as if a happy home only exists if a woman is. I can’t see a woman eye to eye,,I can’t be their equal. I can’t listen up to be belittled. I can’t falsely advertise myself. I can’t be anything more than a man. I can’t be someone meal ticket. I can’t hide what I can’t do. If I say I can’t, I can’t. I can’t luv you. I can’t let shit slide. I can’t bcuz it disturbs my life. I can’t luv you if I’ve tried. I can’t luv you if I try. I can’t luv. Can’t isn’t a refusal, it’s a realization that strikes nerve. I can’t be what women wrap their worth around. I can’t handle the flattery. It’s too short lived. I can’t be consumed. I can’t be abused. I can’t depend on hope. I can’t resist what I can’t spin the revolving doors that gives access to the contents to my chest. I can’t reincarnate immature impulses that flatline in time. I can’t. Eyes can’t cry. I can’t trust tongues that moves like snakes. I can’t relate. I can’t dig up a fate that’ll leave smiles for the venom to escape…

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