Final Days
"Days we compare our strength,
There is nothing left inside a desolate
Pain suffers the Manic Depressive
Exception to Marijuana for Medicine
Paralyze the Heart and Mind, prior method isn't working
Looking for something better, solitude is hurting
And emotions are burning
but to maneuver words in literature
learn to cope and picture torture
holding my broken self together
Alone a hopeless person as he rots in pressure, to walk in solitude
Escitalopram; a man can't understand how a person losses his mind
Anxiety declined but you can see the pain through my eyes
Is there happiness between you and I?
I try to hide the pain, punctured I'm so crushed inside"
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