no one is on-line and i am all alone with my thoughts. something that scares me beyond belief. because when my mind is not distracted it has time to consider things. i become more and more depressed. my choices and fuck ups catch up to me and bring me down to the bottom of a well of despair. a hole from which there is no return. death is imminent.
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He was mortified by his thoughts
it felt like his mind had been shot
shot in a spot that led him stray
his feelings a mess, in disarray
he would hate anything thats new
he'd hide his pain from all friends view
they know it's there, at least one does
so he's here now, to turn those feelings into dust
the one in pain should always know
that he is good, should not feel low
and understand there is no need
to feel that way, and take no heed
to his thoughts, they're all insane
i think his thoughts, they all should wane
they should end, not come around
the should be lost and never found
he should leave them, they'd be forgot
this is the truth, and they are not.
so, if you dont listen to the poem, i have to punch you in the face. =)
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