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Jan 2018
I’m an utter loser
A chemical abuser
Thrown out in the gutter
By my dad and mother

I brought this on myself
A picture of bad health
Leveling out the playing field
Crying out for help

With no direction home
No reason for a phone
This winter just won’t go away
Stuck out in the freezing cold

I’m tired and I’m weak
Bitter from defeat
When I rule the world again
I’ll stomp on peoples feet

Step over those who doubted me
Even if I have to cheat
If I find, that it works
Repeat, repeat, repeat

I see hallucinations
That block my concentration
If you have, any change
I’d appreciate your donation

I’m stressed from lack of sleep
There’s days that I don’t eat
Fighting for some scraps of food
Like I’m some sort of creep

Drugs became my friend
But not there in the end
I feel I’m suffocating
Time and time again
This is not my story, but it is someone’s
Jason Paul Klenetsky
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Jason Paul Klenetsky  50/M/Florida
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