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The Abyss
Anger so deep it penetrates, agitates and aggravates Feeling so helpless, clueless and ruthless Knowing my physical pain and the flaw in my brain is like a derailing train Wondering why no one cares and no one is there. Why do they all sit with a blank stare? Confused as to why I can't grow. Who is it I really know? With whom my emotions I should show? Tired of all the selfishness and phoney bliss. This is truly an abyss. Questioning if I really exist. I think I'm here, but Maybe I'm just a mist. Maybe I don't get the gist. Frustrated that I even need a crutch. Do I really ask for too much? Sad for myself too much it seems. I'm free of flaws in a distant dream. I want to scream!!!!! Never can I get along. I'm never good enough and I don't belong. Why is everything so wrong? Unsure why things never change and I have this new found rage. Can we please turn the page? Holding on by a thread. There are so many things I dread. I sink again and my soul is dead. Why do I suffer this way? Why do I have to pay? All I ever used to do is pray, but not today Alone is what I've been for so long. Maybe it's the only way I feel strong. Maybe that's how I belong Desire exists to understand life. I do yearn for minimal strife. At times I can't make it in this life Misunderstood all of the time as if I've committed some crime. It's about time I end this rhyme. After all it's not so sublime.
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