Sprout Of Sadness

My heart feels like it could no longer carry this weight,

it has been too much this week, day 7/8.

I’m full of sad- and loneliness,

even my brain is a mess.

Can’t stop this pain in my body,

I’m feeling used and shoddy.

I’ve got nobody to talk with,

only this book to tell my myth.

I don’t know where this sprout of sadness comes from,

but I know I want to root out this scum.

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Break free.

My mind is full of loneliness.
I cannot stop the loneliness.
My head’s full of anger,
my heart’s full of hate.
My stomach mumbles bad things,
my hands want to break.
They want to stop the hate,
the anger and things, so bad.
They want to take my neck – and break it,
break it away from my empty head.

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