the truth was harsh

It used to be love and there used to be hope
now it feels like i'm hanging on by a rope
Its not love and it hasn't been
but i'm stuck wondering when
When will i get out when will i be free
but i'm the only one stopping me
I'm here because my life needs you, i don't
When you say do something i purposely wont
There's nothing worse then loving someone else and coming home to you
Oh lord please tell me what did I do
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this poem speaks to an unfortunate truth. and many are experiencing it.