tavarilyn
Crimson Soul
nothing is real but the way that i feel
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Post by tavarilyn on Jun 25, 2021 23:33:08 GMT -5
Late 2020. I'm pretty sure the poem speaks for itself.
Tav ___________________
Another Day in Paradise
Got the words rollin' round in my head again, but it always ends in ideation. I want to hit something, but I hate pain. I've only screamed once, in my car, ya know, let loose on the air rather than a face, spent time wishing life had a trapdoor - a switch - off, maybe on. See, everyone else gets their cake, I give it, and I let 'em eat it too.
When do I get to take? Never, that's when. Cause some people are just f*cked from the start - tears, and rage, and loathing - surrounded by neurotypicals. After all? a pill, a therapist, a good yell, and some sleep will cure anything alcohol and drugs leave behind.
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