Should I blind myself,

with mind numbing nonsense,

as I whittle away the time?

Take a drug to feel sublime,

as I pine, almost senseless?

Get the booze, off the shelf,

drink till I am somebody else?

What else, is there to do?

"Boo, hoo, baby's got the blues"

you can taunt me too,

if you really want to.

Maybe I'll sit here an' talk to myself,

since I can't talk, with anyone else.

I'm so listless, I don't miss this!

Something I wish, to just dismiss!

Watching minutes, turn to hours,

staunch wounds with,  a freezing shower.

Somehow try, to find the power,

free myself, from burning bower.




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