Poem 1

Dotted tears are down my face,

And i dont know how theyve met

Im crying like im hit with mace

Im crying like I saw me die

And the tears are selfish pricks they say

They take with them all joy and pride

They take with them all joy and pride

They wash ashore upon my skin

Wreckaged parts of my old self

They all build up like a nasty grin,

That laughs at me and how i felt

A joke is it, thats all you see?

The jokes on you, cause i agree

Perhaps histeria is where i can lay

And finally catch up all my sleep

That you decided to pack and take

Like all the good things, my fantasies

My enemies, my love my hope my all-

But we're all laughing now arent we?

These laughing fits are my new lullaby

Youre shouting me out, but youre all a lie

Eat your truth? Id rather starve

Id rather give my skin to carve

And maybe I am insane and theres no hope

But Ill be laughing, when I put on the rope.

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