weirdCataclysmic Apocalypse churning in my mind
Feelings that I thought I’ve buried, left far behind
Surfacing with jolts of inhuman consequence,
My soul, my life, bearing no pretense.
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The anger, the pain streaming through my system
No matter how hard I try, I succumb becoming its victim
The malice that keeps coming, seeping in my head
Wondering if the pain would go, once my life has fled.
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With these bearing thoughts, I turn to you for guidance
You look through me with unyielding anger, it was my own compliance
Hate or love staring at me, I can’t fathom which
Now I place my finger on my own kill switch.
