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Empty inside

No sleep
I'm getting tired
no job
won't have me hired.  
No friends  
I live in my head
all pain
don't know where it ends.  
 
All empty
empty inside
'part from the sickness
which flourishes and thrives.  
All grey  
it pours from my wounds
it leaves stains
till it covers the room.
 
All the years
you'll feel what I felt
in a single concentrated
moment.  
Purgatory,
give me heaven or hell
I'd rather burn than dissolve  
to nothingness.
Written by IntoTheVoid
Published | Edited 31st May 2019
Author's Note
Inspired from reading about the psyches and motives of school shooters. Such tragic life fates for all affected - but you often don't hear about the stories of the perpertrators. Maybe we should try to understand those we least understand - because maybe that's the only way we can stop it from keep repeating.
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