I wanna be hated
I wanna be hurt
I wanna be fated
To live this life of dirt
I wanna be punched
I wanna be kicked
I want my soul
To be torn up and ripped
I want to cry
I want to let it all out
All of this fear and
All of this doubt
Hurt me
Hate me
Use me
Break me
Hate me
Hate me
Hate me
Kill me
Drip! Drip! The sound of rain flushing another tormented soul into the freedom of death. A whip makes its tortured crack, as lacerations, so plentiful,
Encased in a shell, trapped inside, a barrier to reality, unclimbably high. Foggy emotions, cryptic thoughts, rambling words, dark and distraught. Heavy in mood, wallowing
Why has this happiness intruded my space?I didn’t ask for its warmth, its pleasure, its grace.My true satisfaction comes from only one thing.A deep depression
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