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Troubled Times

Sitting all by myself
In my room again
Listening to daddy yell
Pain was my only friend

Turned on the radio
To muffle away his voice
Rolled up a blunt of dro
To further ignore the noise




You're a fucking lazy fuck!
That's what daddy yelled
That's why I began to cut
He made me feel compelled

In my room I stood alone
With a razor in my hand
In my chest I cut a poem
Life's not worth a damn!

Tears fell from my sullen eyes
As emotions correlated inside
God never did hear my cries
While I contemplated suicide...


Written by PleasuresOfPain
Published | Edited 25th Nov 2014
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