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Inside the Tragic Mind of a Serial Addict
Who was there
as life tried to erase me
when the lights went dim,
I wasn’t.
Cultivating years of excess
stimulates a flow of
verbal diarrhea
and mental excrement
to be smeared
upon the walls.
I feel desperation
from being locked
inside this reality
that refutes my existence.
Lost in a mental labyrinth
trying to escape
the redundancy of
this manic continuity.
I’m suffocating
on my twisted thoughts
in this sea of chaos.
My life is a tragedy
wrapped in
yesterday’s trauma.
© MJA
art by #scottyrobotty #deviantart #addiction #lifestyle #writco #WritcoCommunity #Tragedy
as life tried to erase me
when the lights went dim,
I wasn’t.
Cultivating years of excess
stimulates a flow of
verbal diarrhea
and mental excrement
to be smeared
upon the walls.
I feel desperation
from being locked
inside this reality
that refutes my existence.
Lost in a mental labyrinth
trying to escape
the redundancy of
this manic continuity.
I’m suffocating
on my twisted thoughts
in this sea of chaos.
My life is a tragedy
wrapped in
yesterday’s trauma.
© MJA
art by #scottyrobotty #deviantart #addiction #lifestyle #writco #WritcoCommunity #Tragedy
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