[- Misery -]


Writhing, turning in my own grave
ones own agony, poison I crave
Broken, restless head in hands
distorted memories, my life they span
Conflicted body, mourning the absence
wrath of withdrawal, fear no consequence
Abandoned will, my spirit sordid
shattered heart, hurting for it
Depression saturates, my minds amiss
sliding further, into my own abyss
Temptation lures, beckoning me
My torment, an addict of misery


[- Psycho Therapy -]


Searing scars etched into my mind,
forever roaring like a winters fire
Concealed emotions offered up like a rare delicacy,
confusion melded with desire.
Manipulative and controlling are the demons inside,
desperate and obsessed with stealing my last breath
Tortuous and silent are my cries,
pleading for the help I so often refuse so often detest.
Devastating effects, self destructive tattoos imprinted in my soul
Disassociated from tenderness and compassion,
broken images over which I have no control.
Urgency long lasting cravings,
the welling of tears in bloodshot eyes
The wish to be nurtured one time before saying goodbye.



Written word © ZjC 2001 Permission to use required

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