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Desolation:

The words I need to hear,

unsaid.

The breaking of my heart

instead.

The confidence I need

is crushed.

I hate that I need you

so much.

Certainty of success

is gone

along with the hope to which

I've clung.

You who I thought could see

me through,

you were nothing but

a ruse.

You didn't try to cheer

me there

you just laid the truth out

bare.

The truth of which

i'm terrified.

The fear that makes me want

to die

to all your lies:

Desolation.