For the weakness
In my legs
That used to help me kick off
And run for the hills when scared
For the trembling
Of my hands
Making me drop everything
For the hole
Inside my chest making me complain
Endless
For the fact from the chest down cysts take over somehow
My liver gone
It was useless anyway
My kidneys
Explaining why I can keep heat in me
My ovaries
Who doesn’t love a barren wife
I’m sorry
For the fact my skin you claimed was smooth
Is actually falling to pieces like my idea of you
I’m sorry
My breathing means I can’t do much
I’m sorry
I’m chronically ill
So much hurts
I’m sorry I loved you
When I should of seen before
You don’t even like me
No one will
Not anymore

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