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This time I’m screwed

I tested the limits

And crossed the line

Dug a hole too deep



Most people would have known

When enough was

And cease their slacking

Pick up and tie the severed ends



But not I, the one who pushed,

Tested and failed

Picked up that d20 of fate

And rolled a natural one



Some say I stress too much

And say that I need someone

Someone to hold

Someone beside me



And they’re right

I do need someone

Not to hold, oh no

But rather to give me purpose



Though I have a need,

I have yet to try to satisfy

So the stress keeps mounting higher

Much too high for anybody to conquer



So this goes out to

Any of you with advice for me:

Keep your words to yourself

Because I’m done hearing it.