TiredA Poem by NianqueNo I
won’t die As far
as the doctors know I will
remain in great pain Throbbing,
crushing, pounding, dashing pain What gives
you the right to tell me To try
harder Don’t
give up I am
not weak nor am I am giving up I am
tired Of
the substances and other people controlling my life Everyone
knows what best for me But me? © 2010 NianqueAuthor's Note
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