A Perfect Tragedy

Hopeless. Completely and utterly HOPELESS.
Old feelings come flooding in.
Confined, a prisoner inside my own hatred.
Medicated with alcohol and heroin.
Junkie. Loser. Prick. FUCK.
This is how I've come to know myself.
Self attempted ratifications to God's crazed
creation,
Each drink weakens mental health.
Jesus Christ, how long will it be,
Before I can shed these shackles, once again walk
free?
Open the eyes of the masses, allow them to see,
My life is an example, A PERFECT
TRAGEDY.......
....What a pathetic attempt at self righteousness.
With us it's always the same.
Glorify my pain for it's soothing comfort,
Only to continue wallowing in shame.
I'm just so FUCKING FRUSTRATED!!!!!
Angry, READY TO KILL.
Pay for all that is wrong with the world,
With all of the blood I'm compelled to spill.
All men are created equal.
What a SICK fucking LIE!!!!
All men don't fight this fight,
And most who do, DIE.
Yet I'm left in the wake of devastation,
Irritation, mental MUTILATION.
Trying to escape my own mind,
With no means of communication.
I'm at the end of my rope,
I can't sink any farther than this!!!!!
Until I can escape feeling hopeless.
Completely and utterly hopeless.