Laying on my bed,
thinking all these thoughts.
Gone.
Lost.
Decayed mind.
Dying inside of me.
Reaching through the fists
of destruction.
Feel the emptiness arise through your skin
Feel it never evaporate from your head,
Feel these thoughts run around your mind,
Feel no happiness, just regret,
Realize what you've done,
Everything you've lost,
Nothing what you've gained
You know it
You're Alone
Alone
Alone,
that feeling all over again,
One you know so well,
It's time to face it,
But you just store it away for another day,
For one more thought to pass by,
just one more cry,
one more tear may drip down,
Feel the exhileration fail you,
touch this feeling in your thoughts
Listen to their words,
feel the rythm of the ryme,
hear the pain that they cause you,
Remember it for another day.
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My Monster
PoetryHer name was Skylar. And she was addicted. Her substance: Meth/Crank/Glass... whatever you call it, it still screws you up in more ways than one. But after seventeen years of trying to be Ms.Perfect in an unstable family, is this really what she wan...
