He's infuriated because of himself
He sees nothing but a human error
He knows he can't talk right
Interacting isn't a skill
He's getting worse
Falling harder and falling fast
He stares into his eyes in the mirror
And curses his existence
His thoughts are like flame
They are far too wild
They can't be tamed
All he wants is a moment to breathe
But he's drowning in self induced misery
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Desolation Boy 2
PoetryThis ones for the people who feel like human errors every day of their lives All poems are from my head, heart & soul !TRIGGER WARNING!
