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another oldie. guess i was having a bad day. self therapy is good =)

Once upon a time, I actually gave a fuck
about what people thought and their feelings
now I'm stuck
Labeled as a nice guy
one safe to pass by
with nary a word
mentally disturbed
by the demons in my head
vision turning blood red
emotions flaring up inside
my mind races chasing impossible dreams
selfish desires
Burns down my walls and exposes all the secrets
that I try to hide
cant confide in many others
just me myself and I
Purifying, life starts anew
burn away the memories that were screwed
in the evolution of my mind
left behind
to my own devises
a crisis
melt down of
now I need you more than ever
in my arms forever
smooth out all the rough spots
throw away the 'Love Me Not's
please try to understand
I'm a weak willed man
scared of myself
over all else
belts binding my emotions tight
the void swallows all the light
strangles and drains my worthless life
left for dead
eternal night

And another thing is, no matter how much you think you love someone, you'll step back when a pool of their blood edges too close.

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