Push me away. That's what I need.
I'm fighting despair.
Is that something you see?
I wage war with myself;
scars here to stay
I suffer a loss with either choice made.
These words are becoming
my only release.
I ramble and rhyme to make agony cease
...a welcome distraction, ironically focused
On all of this pain that I want you to notice
But that's no solution. There isn't one.
I'm stuck in this nightmare.
Hope you're having fun
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 8:17 PM UTC
Push me away. That's what I need.
I'm fighting despair.
Is that something you see?
I wage war with myself;
scars here to stay
I suffer a loss with either choice made.
These words are becoming
my only release.
I ramble and rhyme to make agony cease
...a welcome distraction, ironically focused
On all of this pain that I want you to notice
But that's no solution. There isn't one.
I'm stuck in this nightmare.
Hope you're having fun
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