More depressed crap.
Old. I’m better now.
Although still quite insane thanks to you people.
The pain never wanes,
it just stays the same.
I try to forget but the thoughts still remain.
Who’s to blame?
Who’s to claim the credit
for rendering me insane?
Who’s left?
Who can bring me to life again?
Please, God, take it away!
I cry to the sky as I lay
alone, unheard,
I’ve lost the game.
No more do I wish to play.
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