Self Loathing’s Song
I am applauded for my supposed talents and works. Can’t they see these talents and works are nothing more than self-loathing’s reign over me.
Her quiet whispers are boundless as she drenches my ear with invectives and affirms my triviality. Her voice has become a familiar melody that serenades my mind and her song confronts anyone who challenges her position.
I attempt to war against her w...
Tuesday 27th August 2019 8:30 pm
Beautifully Broken
Beautifully Broken
People surround me but inside I stand in solitude. I have slowly become victim to the sickness parade giving it way to ravage my passion and spirit.
Despair clutches my soul tightly in her hand creating a continuum of anguish and relentless torture. My vices allow her to slumber, but soon she wakes refreshed with the energy of a young fawn on an early spring day. She a...
Tuesday 27th August 2019 2:36 am
Self-Loathing’s Song
I am applauded for my supposed talents and works. Can’t they see these talents and works are nothing more than self-loathing’s reign over me.
Her quiet whispers are boundless as she drenches my ear with invectives and affirms my triviality. Her voice has become a familiar melody that serenades my mind and her song confronts anyone who challenges her position.
I attempt to war against her w...
Tuesday 27th August 2019 2:32 am
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