inhaling
death slowly
flows through me
imagining
how life will end
my body becomes
numb with regret
that so far
life means nothing
a slow death is the
best death
misery is my lover
drinkin my life
to an oblivion
oooooooh baby
i'm so popular
once the glitter fades
so does my party
and the penny in my shoe
turns black
socially retarded
until i am drunk
if i weren't so damn sensible
i'd be a fucking alcoholic
she
always treats me
like shit
unless i am crying
but even then
she's so cold hearted
she takes my love
and keeps it for herself
never giving me any
in return
she's the worst friend
i've ever had
and i've had plenty
why do i love her
so much?
she continues to
fuck me
why do i care?
the
only way i can get your attention
is through your sympathy
pain is the only way
i can get you to notice me
but even that's not working anymore
"she's always insanely happy"
he doesn't know me and my addiction
to misery
i
have once again
digressed to my
self mutilation
for human manipulation
the web of deceit
i have spun
is becoming tangled
around me
i feel powerful
when i bleed
in all actuality
i am the prey
of my own web
and i am dying
a slow death
inside
i
finally realized
that my perfect world once existed
but now is
nowhere to be seen
everything
copywritten Melissa Ann Cook 2000
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