everyday another misfortune follows far outweighing whatever bits of joy become stranded in my cold world the storm gathers above, threatening to destroy it is as if i exist in another dimension seperated from these people by a wall of time to them i am an outcast, an alien, a prisoner locked in iron bars until the bell tolls its farewell chime my insanity has lashed out beyond control it is time to stopand listen to their deadly song the flame that burned in me is smothered everything i ever thought was wrong my lips betray all and cry out their conformist call i am drowning in the hopelessness of life one final flicker of light as i pull the trigger a silent bang that ends all strife
Reason for writing:
I can feel myself bending and breaking to conformity. i fear i am forsaking my beliefs and myself as i give in to what they want. but then i will not be alive anyway. i'm dying.
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