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Futile Jess

useless

useless

useless

uselessness and repetition

albatross is

this loss

submit another poem that can't seem to name me

no one will read it more than once

except me

just to decipher the meaning

what air am i breathing?

it's just a breath

closer to death

crossing the line

on my wrist

back to this

but, why?

no reason

it's so hot in this room

and i've left them

without question

but i've got answers

yeah, they care 

but do i?

yes

but do I?

yes

but do I?

red is such an interest colour

war is such an intricate gore

but it's SO SIMPLE

YES

I'VE FOUND MY WAY OUT BABY

BLEND THE SINS

AND CREATE A WHIRLWIND

OF DEPRESSION AND LOSS AND DARK THOUGHTS AND MANY SUICIDAL ATTEMPTS MADE UP IN YOUR HEAD AND CHOKING AND PILLS AND GUILT AND UGLINESS AND AND AND SADNESS

SADNESS

SADNESS

sadness

yes

draw some more art on your paper veins, sweetie

you beautiful PSYCHO YOU

YES AHAHAHAHAHAHA

ONLY EXCELLING IN ONE COLOUR

maybe someone might see 

and gift you the help you need

but i don't believe white walls

will stop you from seeing the dead

flesh is such SUCH a SEXY word

how the final syllable quiets it's victim

light the torture

and that's all the light you've got left

to write in

 

poor, poor child

futile, futile jess

is your life too stressful?

it was just improving, was it NOT?

AND YOUR MIND DECIDED TO ROT

YOUR ARM DECIDED TO WEAR BLOODIED DOTS

FAMILIARITY 

FAMILIARITY

what's the occasion?

 

LET IT GO ALL YOU LIKE

I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY

WATCH YOU STRUGGLE 

BUT NOT MATTER WHAT, YOU DUMB *****

 

it's never going to want to let you go.

absenceabuseartcorruptionmefree verse

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