Fucking confusion
Rot in my brain
Ripping out my hair
I'm going insane.
Too many questions;
No answers found
Eyes stitched closed
Hands tightly bound
Mouth filled with maggots
Naked and cold
Laughing and crying
With no one to hold.
Psychopathic insomnia
To which there is no end;
Wounds that will not heal
No god to make amends.
Scratching at my legs;
Body covered in disease
Nails shattered and broken
Head covered by fleas.
Screams that are silent
A voice that is sore,
Fallen to the shadows
I am ever more.















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I found myself once, I said "Hey there good lookin."
and the poem is awesome too its hilarious
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blind love is the bound.
I reach to your heart it's cold inside.
I'll suffer in flames that burns my eyes*
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....see tomorrow....
....feel today....
....say goodbye to yesterday....
....feel no sorrow....
....just be free....
....total ecstasy....
....tomorrow....
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Emerson Acasigua Xavier
A voice that is sore,
Fallen to the shadows,
I am ever more.
I like this part. It is very dark and excellent. I also love the photo. Excellent Job. Sort of reminds me of a twisted Edgar Allen Poe work for the very last line. But excellent job none the less.
add 2 ma favs!!
Some words could be taken away...to make it flow better, but it's a really cool poem
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"my secret is fatally gorgeous. I'd die for you."
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