Keep filling the void
with the same old shit
left wondering why
I can't satisfy it.
Insatiable hunger
for intimacy
wondering why
you can never see me.
Not only for who I am
but who I'm trying to be
throw me back down
then crucify me.
Wallow in shame
it's always the same
haven't you had enough?
So tired of this game.
No peace in the valley
droughts all I can see
maybe I'm just not meant
for intimacy.
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