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The Battle of Desperation

Where do I put my hate at the end of the day? Who will save my soul when I forget to pray? How do I fall asleep at night? When all I want to do is fight! Who can I love when my love has gone away? Why can't I be the man that would make her want to stay? I rip my mind apart like the blade rips the flesh. At the end of the day my head is a bloody mess. I don't slip cause I won't get up from a fall. I am losing at life's game so I am left to ball. They laugh at my demise cause they can't resist. So I know when my body expires, it won't be missed. The cold flesh will become a bone frame. No one will ever look at me the same. I will fall and your tongue will cause the slip! Your bottle of pain is not the same as mine, just a sip! Get drunk and high off my misery. Spit it, suck it, slam it, then let me be. I am a sinner so throw your stone. Make your hatred known and then leave me alone! My soul is not worth saving any more. This battle has ended and I am done for! I do not need to sleep at night! I can fight a war with out any sight! My love is gone and gone for good! She did not love me and I know now she never would!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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