So many tears each night
Draining but invigorating
So much toxicity pent up
Wash it all away…

Music and writing are my medicine
My codpiece against the hurt, the stress,
The rejection, the loneliness
Oh how it accumulates over the years…

I don’t sleep; I’d rather cleanse
Detach from the corrosive effects
I make no more excuses for those responsible
In good conscience they made their choices
without a thought to the other
Pure selfish scum with smiling faces
Feed me lies then disappear
Crush their remnants on my soul
Care no more…


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