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Vacation did not help.
Am I addicted to the torture?
Do I like the constant humiliations?
I believe I lost my composure,
Did I succumb to the manipulations?
Was it worth all the pain?
Did I achieve anything with it?
I believe I’m going insane,
And I can’t seem to quit.
The voices get louder and turn into screams.
I need to get far away from here.
My thoughts go beyond the extremes.
It has never been so severe.
I need to stop the madness,
Shut the world away for a while.
Leave this place full of sadness,
I can’t escape this existence cold and vile.
Do I like the constant humiliations?
I believe I lost my composure,
Did I succumb to the manipulations?
Was it worth all the pain?
Did I achieve anything with it?
I believe I’m going insane,
And I can’t seem to quit.
The voices get louder and turn into screams.
I need to get far away from here.
My thoughts go beyond the extremes.
It has never been so severe.
I need to stop the madness,
Shut the world away for a while.
Leave this place full of sadness,
I can’t escape this existence cold and vile.
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