Crash.


There is no rhyme or reason
No joy to spread or partake
No reason for the life I lead or
For the hate I leave in my wake
 
And there is no respite from this chaos
which disrupts all my control and act
No respite as I fight for calm
In my lies lie all my facts
 
Won’t you trust me? 
Won’t you consider these fibs I tell?
I beg you to believe me.
And buy these nightmares I have to sell.
 
Share my misery & make me wretched
I am beautiful only tonight, only for you
Won’t shed a tear, as I grip you in fear
No one’s person, No one’s true
I am beautiful only tonight, only for you
 
As everyone fades, so will I
One day, one happy day
When peace beckons, and the sprint ends
One day, one gorgeous day
So will I
 
There is no ground for my sorrow
No ground underneath me at all, anymore
I float in my dreams, to stay afloat with reality
Spiraling, pushing, pulling, confined, constrained, constricted
Smiling, laughing, socializing, all the time…
My miserable existence about to crash.
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