Put me in a coffin right after I die.
I want to be left alone
Yes, I don't need your company or anything similar to that.
You've been an imposter, a fake like that gold chain on your neck.
Not mine, this is a family heirloom so it's realer than any relationship I ever had.
Close the coffin and screw every corner shut
I might try to escape from the after life.
I believe in reincarnation but I need to return as a man.
My job hasn't been done yet.
My prime is about to arrive so I won't die yet.
But craft me a top tier coffin before I overdose from this morphine.
I'm exhausted.
The pain and struggles I battle are weighing me down way more than often.
Depression is real but I haven't seen her in a while.
Ptsd is a problem, figured that's why I've been losing sleep.
Adhd keeps my feet tapping constantly while my mind races
So let me sleep forever maybe I'll be at peace.
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God Forgives, I don't.
ПоэзияThis is the only truth I have learned. Needless to hate anyone and everyone I dedicate this book to. I've found that it would serve a far much great purpose to simply eradicate thoughts formed inside the minds of my friends and loved ones. This is m...
