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When You're Broken

There's
Nothing
Like the
Tortured sound
Of
Deafening
Screams
In the
Dead of
Silence

Never
Getting
Out of
Bed
So you can
Watch
The playful
Antics
Of
Claustrophobic
Shadows
Dance
Amidst the
Walls

An
Emptiness
In the hallowed
Chambers
That
Desperately
Clenches
To the
Beating of a
Desolate
Crippled
Organ

The only
Friendly
Company
That dares
Enter
Your
Unorthodox
Habitation
Is a thirty
Pack
Of canned
Bush
And a half
Carton of
Cigarettes

Numbing
Your
Emotions
With the fake
Caress
Of Romeo
And of
Devotion
Attained from
Toxic
Chemical
Imbalances

The unbearable
Waiting
For the last
Week
You paid
Off on
Your
Soul diminishing
Phantom of
Untimely
Monthly rent

When the
Cruel fate
Of the
Streets
Sing to
Your
Subconscious
Once again
Because
It's now
Become your
Only haven

Clutching
To the
Tiny beckon
Of hope
For
A
Phone call
Or maybe
A
Facebook
Message
Reading
You have a
Place to
Rest your head
That
Your not
Completely
Unloved

Unfortunately
The
Disastrous truth
Is that
Your
Irrepressible
Anger
And
Self pity
Is all that
Remains
When you're
Broken
kourtnissixxx
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