Saving me from reality By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
my razors broken as i am defeated
sharpeners destroyed as activites are reapeted
i feel nothing but rage and anger inside
this pain that i feel is all i can confide
my escape from reality but proof in itself
that i am real and here even in bad health
the sensation of relife finally brings me back
from the dull and deep big hole of black
i dwell on the past like it was everything
to me bring me out i need that silent sting
one more scar, on my body whats the harm?
no one will see, as theres no one to charm
to save me from myself of the living doubt
my problems above me that i one day will mount
but for now i participate in this kind of crime
for one thing i need, and can call as mine.
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