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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

Written by David_Macleod (14397816)
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