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Inside My Skull
Inside my skull
Is an endless
Line of red
Filling cabinets
With yellow
Metal drawers
All of them full
Clearly labelled
I hate clutter
Drawer 1
Broken Promises
The type that really hurt
Drawer 2
Tomorrows
The type that never come
Drawer 3
I Love Yous
The type that was untrue
Drawer 4 – 164
Lies
The type that were bare faced
Drawer 165
Gossip
The type that killed my will
Drawer 166
Hatred
The type that I wasn’t aware of
Drawer 167 – infinity
You
The type of broken promises,
Tomorrows, I love yous, lies
Gossip and hatred you filled
My life with to a point of
Desperate longing to die
Inside my skull
Everything is almost
Flied, sorted and labelled
I have one bag left
Marked miscellaneous
Going into
Drawer Infinity + 1
And one sheet of A4
Marked
‘Reasons left to carry on living’
There are only 3 lines
And the text
Is sketchy and
Difficult to read
Published 2nd Apr 2015
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3rd Apr 2015 1:50am
3rd Apr 2015 5:46pm
thank you :-)
I particularly love to get positive comments that include the word 'fuck', 'fucking' or 'fucker' - shows passion in response :-)
I particularly love to get positive comments that include the word 'fuck', 'fucking' or 'fucker' - shows passion in response :-)
3rd Apr 2015 7:19am
3rd Apr 2015 5:48pm
so glad you enjoyed it - it was longer and I've edited it down still toying with the ides of making it longer :-)
4th Apr 2015 7:35pm
I'm extremely fucking glad I saw this one. This is what my head feels like the majority of the time. Misery loves company.
4th Apr 2015 7:47pm
misery loves company and brightly coloured filing cabinets :-)
I am glad you read and I hope you liked :-)
I am glad you read and I hope you liked :-)
