My mind is hot my mind is cold my mind is a dark formidable place that should never be told , the things that are going through it are to much for me to behold my mind is a mess a fucked up black hole, my mind is so full of so much horrible stuff I feel I can't take it I've really had enough, life is so cruel to give me this head fuck this messed up mind I'd rather be dead, i wouldn't wish this torment on any one els this mind is mine to carry me all by myself . .
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Author:
N j stafford aka lonely poet aka bombhead82 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 19th, 2017 14:31
- Comment from author about the poem: A little dark but so am I right now
- Category: Sad
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