DISEASE

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DISEASE

I need inspiration
I need sanity
I need a way to rid myself of this disease

I've tried so hard
I've said goodbye to my past
I've still found no peace

I bleed
I cry
I scream

I spiral downward
Free to fall to my doom
What is it that's destroyed my life

I put all of my trust in you
I gave all of my love to you
Why would you betray me

What have I done
What shall I do
Where have you gone

Broken, sick, distorted
High of off rage, I've grown to like this feeling
It makes me feel I am not alone

Been crushed before
I know it will come again
Is it my turn yet to do some crushing

This soul is weak
This heart is faint
This mind is cruel

Ive been infected, so it seems
I've been injected with some disease
And you seem to be the administrator

Where is the antidote
Where is the cure
Why are you so unpure

Call this off
Cut off the power
Destroy the circuits

Block out the sound
Block out the light
Block out the pain

Shut it all down
I want to feel no more
Strike out this hurt

RID THIS DISEASE FROM ME!!!!!

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BrokenHeart2009 commented on DISEASE

05-30-2011

I like how you relate the heart break to a disease. The rage taking over your mind and soul leaving empty and weak. I think it is well written:)

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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