Last Place Loser...
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FUCK!! Does this maze have an end? When will I reach the finish line? Page after page? Word after word? When does it end? Or does it continue on... And on... WHEN?!?! I've never been through something so absurd! This mental game of chess, Has got to be, The most ridiculous game, To EVER BE, Played in history! Upon someone who, Was ALREADY depressed! Things were finally getting better! But I should have known that was just God's way of fucking with me! Let me guess? This is amusing? This is entertaining? To sit back and watch as someone slowly, Caves in, until finally, Breaking!? It's fucking sick! It's twisted! But that's not the reason I get so pissed! I am used to 'Holier Than Thou's" giving me shit! It is knowing I allowed myself, To get pulled into this.... Again.... Makes me want to vomit! And the worst part is, That it doesn't seem like, It is ever going to stop! It never quits! I "ran for shelter" because of this shit, And it's here! Followed me just like a fucking pet! Why can't it just be over yet? Why can't it just be over and done? Damn it! Can't it be put to rest? These thoughts...? Are they ever going to get out of my head? So I can just go the fuck to bed? I am exhausted, More what I am probably willing, And able, to admit... But I'm over it! I'd rather be dead than deal with this shit! Is this the way it's supposed to be? Is this my end? Because if so, I believe I deserve an award for this, For living in a reality, Where hanging on by just a thread, Is obviously a sight to see! It has been bringing in quite an audience, But the type that is never applauding me! Everyone and everything, Just wants to see me bleed?! How can anything be perceived to be, Other than a brutal horror mystery? Stop this grotesque scene from happening! Please!!! Leave me be! Let me heal! Let me grieve! Tears thick, Staining my heart in painful memories, Of all I have lost! WHAT MORE DO YOU FUCKING WANT?? What else have I got left?! Who else needs to see, The final curtain call, The final scene?! What's it gonna take? What's it gonna cost? I need to be able to pick up the pieces, That are scattered, That are lost.... And shut the world out and just.... Crawl back inside my head.... Where I belong.... Where I can sing my last song..... ©shantilly
2022-02-23 14:37:01
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