This Loneiness

This is a sickness.
This is a motionless, silenced, message.
So my heart usage is low by the weakness and bloodiness of my emptiness.
Does it make sence?
My loneliness is major part of my sadness.
Others ignorance makes my angerness rise.
Then the leakage of my hatred flows through the wreckage of my feelings and tears apart my inner being.
My silliness hides my madness from the arragence of the ignorant society.
My body aches loudly, despritely looking deeply for creativity.
When I want to effectivly stop my loneliness. I notice my bitterness has this lingerness erge to show defientness.
The wildness my mind shows comes from my own wilderness to protect my innerness and my innocence.
Despite me negitiveness against trusting peoples promiseness.
I don't think ill ever get passed this.

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