Insanity
Insanity wasted on humanity’s rickety frame. Those different cursed with that of the fools blame. Such words cut deep until the mind is maimed. Cower, hide try and not succumb with shame. That is the mantra of any waken nightmare. As thoughts become ferocious thus cannot be tamed. Their roots reach far past this wretched hell scape. Such an evil they brought forth from depths of ache. Trapped awaiting doom, lost the will for escape. Yet another soul lost to the void. Find rest dear friend you weren’t the first. May your story be forever told.
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J.T.
I am simply put a lost soul coming to terms with the sometimes harsh realties of life. Learing the complex intricacies of world we live by trying to understad both the beauty and brutishness of it all.
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