I hear the voices mellow as can be,
I feel the pain as miserable as they can be.
I sense the fear as scary as it seems,
Yet they don’t match up to what I now see,
FAKE emotions,
FAKE words,
FAKE feeling's are now up surd.
Believing what I thought would be true,
Now knowing it was all miss leading,
Was hoping to find what was lost,
But only finding out it will never be found.
Learning the truth;
I will never be any good,
From the bottom of my powerless vessel,
I realize ill never be as I ought to be,
which is happy as can be.
The voices fade,
But this pain stay's,
The fear passes as I surpass my life,
Realizing im in dire pain so I will shoot it all way POP......
Is what is heard I drop on this blood splattered floor to late to be saved so I fade away from all the lies that just shot me dead in my head.
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