Desperate for connecting
To a world that I’m neglecting
You’re right of course I brought this on myself.
I should have left it well enough alone.
Strangling in my covers
My head is filled with flutters
Butterflies I catch and kill and pin.
I’ll never be like Him.
Can’t help but feel
The rot and guilt
Time is marching on my grave
I’m just a slave.
I’m so broke I can’t even pay attention.
That’s not funny, it’s perverse.
Thank you.
Talk about schizophrenic conversations…
Where do you wanna be, if you don’t wanna be me?
I have not the will to fight today. Heaven help us
Going to go listen to Christian music to battle these demons.
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