Misguided

It helps and I love it

Monster:

I love it,

The sweet but bland grit,

The green and blue cans,

The M on the front, and,

I love it,

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Pills:

I love it,

The mystery behind their trick,

The odd actions unexplained,

The forces that are gladly unchained,

I love it,

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Darkness:

I love it,

The darkening endless pit,

The deepness in its wicked depth,

The horrid pain it causes, except,

I love it,

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My Blood, Cuts, and Scars:

I love it,

The way they are perfectly slit,

The hot stickyness that surrounds,

The way I can stop hearing sounds,

I love it.

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The monster helps the voices go away, sometimes it can keep me sane, I need monster every day, hey I'm addicted what can I say?

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The little white pills keep me on my feet, to make me high, not down or weak, they give me a thrill and help me sleep.

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The darkness really doesn't help, it keeps me in my fucked up shell, but it lets me escape my personal hell.

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My blood, cuts, and scars, are just the way they are, I'll always see them burn and charr.

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Yes I am a bit messed up, but sometimes you have to spill your blood, all of us have pain within ourselves, and one way or another we'll find something that helps.

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