Can you hear me
Do you even care
Are my words simply empty
Is that even you there
I spend my days sinking
In this endless decline
Every hour I spend thinking
I drop further down this line
My mind collapsing
I am confused
Into self torment I am lapsing
Always coming out freshly bruised
Who will help me fight this battle
Don't all cry out at once
I am sick of your prattle
You are no more helpful than a dunce
Constant rage inside me
Flashing red hot
Erupting blindly
As I slowly rot
When will I find deliverance
From this painful state
Free from this anguished existence
Can I simply trust in fate?
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Randoms
PoetryA collection of poems and short stories that don't belong anywhere else. These are my random ideas and feelings, all thrown together.
