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Death Is Easy

I googled my mind
but then it cRASheD,
deleted words ,
unabashed.
I sp0ke some words
but it came out wrong ,
It sounded like , a , broken , song.
An alphabet where "Z" comes first ,
with some numbers throw in with every verse.
Doctors ask
 "what's my name, who's  the president"
Is this a game?
Images in the mirror fill me with fear,
Why do I walk around with no underwear?
A well written poem lies on an old table,
A document of proof that you were once stable.
The long goodbye couldn't come sooner,
You got a visit from an Aunt Frunner.
Hello in there do you remember me?
I answer , " little girl, hulla hoop and Anthony."
Days of Confusion use to be a song,
now people know it's my new norm.
If this is not living and this is not death,
Why do I feel like I don't exist?
I use to pray everyday, Mary,
€*¥£{ & Joseph
all went away.
If my Savior can save, why not me?
lost
      sheep
                in
                   my
                        dreams
                                      everyday.

 
Written by LennyBlue
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Cruel Illness.
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