I let them die

I am bitter. 

I mourn for the people I couldn’t become and I blame the world for it. 

They killed the poet

They killed the writer

They killed the playwright 

and everything they could’ve written.

They killed the actor

They killed the model

They killed the muse

and everything they could’ve become.

They killed the firefighter

They killed the doctor

They killed the soldier

and everyone they could’ve saved. 

They killed the child

They killed the romantic

They killed the dreamer

and everything they could’ve accomplished.

They killed everything I could’ve become and I’m bitter. 

Because in the end, I let them die.


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