This mental abuse
Like a knife
Having blood let loose
Cutting rivers of pain
Addicted to the hurt
With my body butchered and maimed
Self inflicted
With these cuts of passion
My fucking skull
I wish I could smash in
Or jump in the water
And drown myself
Along with the depression
My life
Will go into recession
Until it fades
And flickers out
Until nothing is heard
No matter how hard you shout.
Matty Boi
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Twisted Life
PoetryA creative reference or summary of things i have experienced or i have strong opinions on. I wont state names for the sake of the privacy of people in my life.
