Wouldn't it be nice if I could curl up in my warm bed without the voices that plague me Night and Day in my head they said I'd be dead two years ago so why don't they just go away

AWAY I SAY LEAVE ME ALONE I SHALL NO LONGER BEAR YOUR BURDEN YOU UNHOLY BEASTS SHALL CEASE TO RESIDE IN MY MIND ANY LONGER

Anyway back to the subject at hand I'm glad I once found my sunshine in a bag but she's gone now and the only color I see now is gray like it's in my Genes Or something the one you once new as A Reject Once long ago has molted and grown into another tortured being


My gift of verse is also my greatest curse as every bullet people shoot at me hurts harder and bleeds deeper than you think I've tried to hide it but the mask I can't take up anymore after your third heartbreak you know the score


NERO STOP WRITING POEMS AND GO BACK TO DRAWING LIKE A SPASTIC CHIMP

SHUT UP ORION AND DIE IN MY BRAIN STEM THEN FINALLY I CAN GET SOME PEACE

AT LEAST THE CREATOR DIDN'T GIVE HIMSELF AN AGING REESE'S CUP WHEN HE SUPPED FROM THE LAKE OF IDEAS AND BUILT ME!

(to be continued)