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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Drama · #2010779
I feel used.
I'm toilet paper.
You need me more
than you will ever say.
When you have me,
you shit on me
and then throw me away.
My heart's an open sewer.
Drowning in your waste.
I take it in and swallow,
leaving a bad taste.

I want to vomit,
but I hold it in.
Stuff it down, once again.
I witness your shit.
I make it go away.
You just bring it back.
Same shit, different day.
Hope drowns in hurt,
dizzy twisting down the drain.
Sometimes I choke,
swallowing the pain.

I'm useful to you
but unappreciated.
Starving for hope,
I feel emaciated.
Sad, mad, betrayal and more.
Fill me up. I can take it.
I've shown it, for sure.
Suck it up. Move on.
Believe I can accept,
but tomorrow becomes
new day and new shit.

I'm toilet paper.
Flush me down,
forget.

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