Tag: Life

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Numb

Phil Lister8 Comments

Numb inside

Living with myself

Feeling constantly

On the shelf

.

I am difficult

To be around

To live with

Make others frown

.

It’s inside of me

Can’t explain it

I’ll just write

For now

.

Nothingness

Always and at once

Aching

To feel like before

.

Time has passed

Change too

I won’t

I know me

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The sacred path

That we wonder

If it even

Exists

.

I’ll never get there

Nor do I want

All is fake

A myth

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Hope is overrated

Live to die

Only waiting

Million questions why

.

We’ll just never know

Answers evading

Like the new

Disease

.

At least it’s better

Than suffering

Trying to work out

And explain

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This horrid mess

We call a life

Make our mistakes

And ask. Why?

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Rendez-vous

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Nervous, heart pumping

Appointment soon

Thoughts colliding

Impending doom

.

In the car

Radio loud

Having doubts

Wondering how

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Receptionist scolding

Wrong room

Sorry miss

Face of doom

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Hour waiting

To see the doc

Scrolling videos

On tiktok

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Finally the moment

Take a breath

Approach the room

What will be next?

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Sure I won’t be missed

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I hate money

It’s control over us

Can’t get enough of it

It causes such a fuss

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Everything depends on it

Can’t get away

Always need more of it

At the end of every day

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Debt comes to bite your ass

And it rips you a new hole

It tosses the windows out

Until the vacuum takes hold

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There are always others

That are much worse off than me

But my biggest stress of all

It has its way with me

.

So much worry

So much stress

Sometimes wondering

What is this test

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Cars always breaking down

Kids to pay for

Working for your job

Feeling like a whore

.

Now we have to live to work

To pay all the fucking bills

Eating all my insides out

Like a poisonous swill

.

What is next to save myself

To get away from this

Put a bullet through my skull

Sure I won’t be missed

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Suffering weep

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So so young

In the bedroom alone

Dark dark feelings

In the family home

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Penknife out

Grating the skin

Starting to cut now

Pushing within

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Feeling the pain

Gritting the teeth

Seeing the blood

Feeling misbelief

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Tears of rage

Flow from eyes

Hating everything

True despise

.

Hating life

To finally stop

Giving up

Had enough

.

Laying down

Looking up

Regretting now

The open cut

.

Old t shirt

Wrapped around

Foetal silence

Not a sound

.

Tired now

Suffering weep

Teary dreams

Fading to sleep