5 minutes

5 minutes

A Poem by Tyler Moore

Life is not the same
In this madness game
My mind is made up
So shut the f**k up
I lie to get by
My mouth is so dry
My soul is detached
I feel so attacked
I’m always to blame
Tell me again
Why am I in pain
Can’t remember my name
Not one with myself
Just living in a shell
I was made for more than this
I was made for bliss
Take me away
Back to the day
Before I was made up
Before I could f**k up
I’m alive, well?
Whatever I can’t tell
I wonder why
Why
I wanna die

© 2019 Tyler Moore


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Added on March 19, 2019
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Tyler Moore
Tyler Moore

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A Poem by Tyler Moore