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Leading quiet of desperation, we maniacally cling to the unreal.
pursues its stranglehold, upon us, its pain revealed.
We, as a race, are frail and weak, crises us paralyzed.
We strain to deal with what's thrown at us, we're traumatized.

Really, I for no one but me,
And I am my grasp.
On that I must call "myself",
burden might be my last.
Stranded and sinking remorse,
The recesses of my mind.
The tyranny of pain and fear,
Is lunacy far

I have dealt with anguish,
I learned to live with my distress.
all this trauma comes profound catharsis,
And a way to with my life's bitterness.

Loneliness draped my neck, in its sinister seduction.
I pray a light will come this, my frightened introspection.
A of misery and its brethen, has depleted my reserves.
And this has me the true conclusion, *nothing* is what I deserve.

My early in sordid acts,
Has left me for life.
The I have taken, self-doubt intact,
is my wife.
Am I a to the powers that be?
Have I any inner
Fleeting of humanity,
I at length.

I have eternally with anguish,
I learned to live with my distress.
From all trauma comes profound catharsis,
And a way to cope with my bitterness.

As an outcast, I've become inner-dependent, trapped in a of lies.
But now I must question my own self-worth, that me demoralized.

Possessing of mental demons,
Surrounds my in these masses of pain.
Voices all of my thoughts,
Self-infliction retained.

I'm not the only one in world,
Who's suffered emotional discord.
and penetrating,
Is it me I've all my life hating?

Thinking emotions clouded,
By my asceticsm.
In I've been enshrouded,
baptism.

I have eternally with anguish,
I learned to live with my distress.
From all this trauma comes catharsis,
And a way to cope with my bitterness.

I've expunged a of, but sad to say,
Not all my and fears.
But I look forward trepidation,
And step with caution into my years.
I am quite sure in these words,
There's not much hope that things will change.
my time for suffering's past,
And I can vaguely hope for days.

I have eternally with anguish,
I have learned to live life's distress.
From all this trauma profound catharsis,
And a way to cope with my bitterness.