Like a headache, you frustrate
a thorn I can't remove, It's pretty bad.
When it came to shit I wanted to say I passively filtrate,
your conveniently there like last season's fad.
Hot headed so fast, you intimidate
hard to find happiness with what I had.
Pure negativity escaping between your teeth, I won't participate,
as blood boils, face turns red, too furious to even be mad.
Silence is better than the crap you anticipate,
it makes me wanna gag.
Pick & prod compulsively trying to investigate,
I can't take back the stuff I never said & it makes me sad.
Why must I always hesitate?
when did things get this bad?

Words lose their meaning after being so repetitive,
your broken promises are like wounds that never scab.
But I still sit and wait for a chance to communicate,
that ending was always the same, heart broken, as it dragged.
A thought so loud, I can't concentrate,
if you fail to plan your planning to fail, you always add,
your as tired & lost as I was, no need to investigate.

No one can see your tears when the rain pours.
Hurry, take the bait,
just let it flood the floors.
Has this become my fate?
Take the chance, find more doors,
some will close others will open, just wait.
No one is keeping the score,
I manifest with my mind, I create
no longer do I need to endure this chore.
This pathwont always be straight
the battle within will always be at war
but today,
me & death will not have that date.


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