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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

"A man cannot realize that above such shattered bodies there are still human faces in which life goes its daily round." - Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front

I'm so stressed from that father banger

My emotions are stretched, hung from that coat hanger

Constantly reminded of the failures I follow

Cutting me up and leaving me hollow

I try my damned best

But I'm never up to the test

A tiger in it's cage

There's so much pent up rage

That I just can't release

Or at her hand, my existance will cease

Why can't I be myself for fucking once?!

All you ever do is make me feel like a dunce!


It's all so fucking suffocating

All that throwing around and hating


You're locking me up

Forcing my appetite to be less than what could fit in a cup


Don't you see what you're doing to me?!

This rage makes me want to screem like a banshee!


I want to fucking cry

But like the helicopter you are, you fly

Around and around my head

The blades around my ears till I bled


This anger is suffocating

Anorexia's got me weighting

Anxiety is pulsating

Depression creating

Little thoughts in my head

Telling me I'm better off dead


I can hardly breathe

I clench my teeth

In an attempt to relieve

The suffocation

Submitted: May 19, 2021

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