I love these walls..
these walls to hit,
these walls put up to fuck shit up.
Make a mess, clean it up,
just to make another fucking mess.
There's no more alcohol, no more drugs, so what outlet have I left to help the rage subside.. I've glass to smash, walls to bash, silent screams to travel nonewhere. In the shadows with fear, remorse, perturbed thoughts, my insanity, I'll soak up all the self-insults I can take. I'll crash & I'll bleed all in vain. I'll tumble & fall till I reach that state of nothingness; feeling nothing, being nothing, just nothing..
& there'll be that day
when I never come back.
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