Broken Soul
soul is broken
begging for relief
grief is holding
no getting to sleep
white noise
silence
voices in my head
echo images of violence
waiting in line
with a prescription for death
please give me a discount
i could really use the rest
pull the strings
of the clueless
as the darkness sets in
begin to feel so useless
talk with a whisper
hear you just fine
theres no need to yell
though i dont mind
its ok
its alright
ill be here 4 u
everyday and night
and i would let you go
even if it broke my heart
coz if you dont wanna stay
how can we make a start
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