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There Are Worse Things Than Psychosis

So I assumed my whispers of darkness was the worst it would get.
But conniving tricks of these women, God on my nerves they grit.
I work through the thick walls of hate they've spewed around me.
Though their negativity quickly envelopes and surrounds me.

I've never wished to be alone with the monsters and voices.
But to be drowning in this animosity I'm left with so few choices.
No, I don't believe I'm quite that dramatic
If you listened to this shit, it'd be just as problematic.

My chakras unbalanced, and my minds untethered.
My brain is exploding like a pillow and it's feathers.
Why all the bitching? It makes me feel insane.
But if you don't care, just blow out my brains.

You may think I'm dramatic or call me a dork.
Doesn't mean I don't want to bounce my face off a fork
Please tell me you understand what lurks?
But you're not a manager, dealing with my shit at work.
dangerousdesires
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