My life

My heart is broken,
My sole is dead.
So I spend my days,
Getting off my head.

My past was awful,
My future is bleak.
So I destroy my present,
Maybe I’m weak?

My brain is damaged,
My mental health isn’t good.
But I’m too depressed to fight,
Like you think I should.

My view is grim,
My opinions are cold.
I can’t see no prosperity,
I doubt ill even grow old.

 

 

nothing

 

 

 

 

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