When you feel like choking and its hard to breath
The skin is crawling and you feel the urge to leave
insomnia has got ya and your daylight is night
Worried about nothing and you don't feel right
Your brain is wandering and you cant focus for shit
The evil poems keep coming and they just wont quit
Taking your life and illustrating it with words
Its a skill set that's envied only by nerds
Id'e trade every word for a good night free of pain
Id'e even throw in the hundreds of sheep
ive counted twice in vein
No gift of mercy for the wickedest black heart
Tortured by words that most call art
Silently searching
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You are so right! It's like your in my head! That's some crazy shit. Really like this one.
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