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How to Kill Yourself Without Dying
It's rare to decide if I wanna live or die.
And you haven't got an idea of what I mean.
Red and blue all over, I am what the joke left out.
Minuscule insects eating vegetation that a dog wouldn't shit on.
Harboring a grudge that a cop wouldn't check on.
Misery is my primitive instinct,
I am a neanderthal
I am a fucking caveman
I am not a person anymore
A husk of what was and what tries to be.
I feel like a ghost that hasn't ever lived.
I feel like a goblin that eats its own kids.
My mental picture of myself is disgusting and no one deserves to be privy of it.
And you haven't got an idea of what I mean.
Red and blue all over, I am what the joke left out.
Minuscule insects eating vegetation that a dog wouldn't shit on.
Harboring a grudge that a cop wouldn't check on.
Misery is my primitive instinct,
I am a neanderthal
I am a fucking caveman
I am not a person anymore
A husk of what was and what tries to be.
I feel like a ghost that hasn't ever lived.
I feel like a goblin that eats its own kids.
My mental picture of myself is disgusting and no one deserves to be privy of it.
Published 26th Nov 2014
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26th Nov 2014 10:39pm
I think maybe that mental picture should be blown up. Broadcast it. I like what you've done here. "I feel like a ghost that hasn't ever lived." I love that line. And "harboring a grudge that a cop wouldn't check on." Very power stuff. Explore that. Bring that type of thinking to life.
