Desecration
For me the world has lost its appeal
Loss and sadness are all I can feel.
Just want to withdraw, just want to give up.
What the FUCK should I do with this half empty cup?
I’m stuck in a world where I don’t want to be
Where hurt and deceit are all I can see.
To get the full impact I won’t buffer the pain
With drugs or drink to lessen the strain.
I will let it destroy me and slowly drain my spirit
Happiness is so foreign; although I have been near it
I must be getting punished, I must be so deserving
Of the desecration of this soul that I find so unnerving.
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