Tortured Soul

reeferchiefreeferchief Posts: 3,569
edited March 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
With each sunset came more knowledge
more distain towards himself
hating his self and wanting to die
the dream became so diluted
not what it was cracked up to be
of those he would leave behind
would he hurt or set them free?
those brown tinged releases
getting stronger with every needle
the poetry and art he created
becoming more complex
to the unaffected mind
more of a riddle to be solved
when he'd left the world behind.
Can not be arsed with life no more.
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