William Stgeorge

Torture
I sit every day in these chains
Waiting for the day I can escape
The misery and torture I endure
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Thoughts
Should I make the rope
Should I pull the blade
Should I pop these pills
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Dearest depression
I live with you
I fight with you
Sometimes you get the best of me
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Demons
Sometimes I lay awake at night
Mind is always racing
Sweat pores down my body
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We all live in this world of pain
So much suffering and anger
Looking around all I see is darkness
Misery over takes my mind
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WHEN SHE BREATHES IT HURTS
POURING THE BLOOD FROM HER HEART
WANTING IT TO EXIT
FROM THE SLITS ON HER WRISTS
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