Spare Me This

Spare me this
Im tired of it
All this time
Brooding in my heart
A hatred for myself
Building up until
Giving up seems more pleasant
Please just let me let go
And fall into a sleep
That will allow me peace
A silent night of rest
In this never ending pain
My heart is at bursting point
some say that giving up
is a sign of weakness
But what if its just showing
you have the strength
To let go.

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©