Roze

My Unknown

Copyright Roze

Blinded by the saddness, the sorrow, and the shame
Holding all the guilty lies that float along the blame
feelings hidden when they should be shown
Rage hidden behind the unknown
Heavy thoughts drift along the cold, foggy breeze
Too many fucking fakes, I’m so sick to please
Drowning in the unrealistic reality
Slowly dying by my bloody fatality
Choking on the stench of lonelyness
Looking ahead to see only hopelessness
Just enough blood with one little knife
And that’s all I need to take my life

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