Maybe I'm wrong.

Maybe I'm wrong for it all-

Walking.

Speaking.

Existing.

I wish that I were unborn, soul and all.

Maybe life would be a little easier for

my loved ones...

less stressful.

One less mouth to feed.

One less person to swallow difficulty,

and one less dying dignity.
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Just a human;

born into ongoing problems.

born into an everyday frown

that I constantly try to shake.

I try and shake myself from the madness.

I try to talk with God.

I try to do the golden good,

but every being lacks perfection.

Yes, I know I'm a hard mouth to listen to.

Maybe if I weren't around,

there would be one less (self) battle.