Walking Corpse
Blackened romance
Corroded my heart
Eroded my self-confidence
Imploded my reality
Jaded age
Defined a decade
Designed my damnation
Resigned to loneliness
Poison damage
Races through my blood
Chases the youthful high
Places me on the gallows pole
Happiness is fleeting
Retreating at the first obstacle
Defeating my delight
Depleting my will to live
A cacaphony of calamity
Insanity is doing it over and over
In vanity is a priceless sin
Inhumanity, oh what a burden
The youth in me is dead
Led astray by toxic attractions
Fed by those who made me hate myself
Shed a tear for I never had a chance
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2023
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