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Swallow the bourbon Inside is the burn I crave Prisoner of this life

Rope, razor or pill? What will have these demons killed? Sad is all I feel.

Nights alone, tears fall Heaps to love, though demons crawl Life's hard, build up walls.

Face full of makeup, to hide the hearts scars and cracks, Oh honey, wake up.

Lover, where are you? I look to the sky, so blue. I'm lost without you.

I'm falling apart, and its not a beautiful piece of art, It's painful and lonely, scary and coldly, I feel my sanity slowly crawling ..

When you're sad and forget how to love, just remember you're being looked after from someone above, You shan't be mad at the things you can't..

Mentally ill Although its Dangerously real. Never does the pain go away, Even on seemingly good days. Sadness drowns my hopes and dreams, ..

My lover is different, sharp and creative, kissing my wrists and thighs leaving love bites of red and white

This is my first attempt at a cinquain poem and I hope you like it