This hurts,
This right now,
This very minute,
This very second,
Where you feel your heart drop,
And the left side of your brain,
Explode.
This constant fear,
Of being lonely,
Of being misunderstood,
Of being loved,
Engulfs me,
and swallows me whole.
I can't sleep,
You can't sleep,
We are lifeless souls,
In search of oblivion,
Better off not breathing,
Than to feel the wrath,
Of this damned world.
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Endeavours With A Gangsta
PuisiA small snippet of life's beautiful and cruel tales.
