3 A.M. Thoughts

Vacant wasteland schemes paint the image of the vast emporium, Dry drowning without a life vest and currently my sanity is in memoriam, Dreams of pure black cluttered the emptiness Are these feelings love or self destruction and sadness, I once apologized to myself but accidentally because how the fuck can I be friends with my mortal enemy, In grave danger of eliminating my last chance at clarity, So i take a deep breathe and inhale the butane, Ignition switch engaged let's me turn off the pain, Stop to stare and watch as I let the world burn, Eternal bliss isn't hopeful when the grim repears is for who I yurn, Understanding sand castles, laughter and smiles, So just for this day I will stay a little while

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