Sophisticated obscurities
Syncopated inaudible tragedies
What the fuck am I writing?
What the fuck is wrong with this world?
Cant there be a solution to these tears?
I really cant stop?
Any help? Please?
I’m falling, falling, fallen.
By my side, companies of no use
Not a soul heartfelt, not a sole
Upon these running tears
No one can help
Obviously not.
I am the victim
I am the prey
Touch me, hold me, kill me
Hunter, come take me
I’m in pain; I can’t bear this all alone
Interested? Come along, whoever you are
I’m not desperate, just needed
Please touch, please hold me,
Can you rebuild my traumatized me?
Can you?
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