Poem- "Hurt"

The pain absorbs into my pours of hope/ it flows heavily through my veins straight to the core as I desperately attempt to cope/ there was no note, no discussion, no man to man, no warning on was what to come/ run! my broken heart pleas yet still I stand here as I bleed/ fears of never being free haunt my distorted dreams/ an oppressed being, a begotten son, forgotten, only thoughts of being loved are real/ thats why these drugs are the only thing I feel/ heal me/ give me your love, let me embrace it and in doing so, we will live in our own paradise/ a life of beauty/ no more pain, no more agony, just me and you living life happily/ these are the thoughts that flash past me, but its blasphemy/ my heart is thrashed, beaten down and thrown to the trash like the pure love beating through it wasn't worth the hurt you put into it/ my soul is a cold dark wasteland, a ruin, im loosing it/ imprisoned by my own thoughts caught in this wicked spiders web, my sight is red, its like I took rage and laced it with pure hatred, I can taste it, please take it before I make a mistake and cant replace it, im pacing, brains racing, im constantly wasted plus....I cant stop shaking/ take me away from this place I cant take it and neither can this world from this beast that they created.


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