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They Didn't Though

  • Writer: Daniel Knaul
    Daniel Knaul
  • Feb 18, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Apr 7, 2022

I am alone

I know of my end

To pick up the phone

To call and depend

A lonesome old message

To some lone old friend

Feels simply a burden

To whomever I send


The end of the struggle

Does not come during life

It comes in a death

It comes at a night

It comes with a null

Effervescing calm quiet

The calm of exhaustion

When we no longer fight it


The end is quite nigh

As the world buzzes on

My machine is now empty

The gas is all gone

The fuel tank once full

With the will to go on.


I know that I promised

and

I swear that was honest

but

It’s just not within me

So

Please don’t break my pinky

and

Know when I’m gone


I took not my own life

The demons just won

 
 
 

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