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A Poem by blackclown

the feeling of being lost an unwanted

Hopes gone dreams crushed. my life seems to start becoming full an then get flushed .. the good fading the bad dominating. it seems the dynamics of my personality ive been under estimating .... the light evaporating the darkness consuming the nightmares keep on perssuing .... the sun is hiding yet its rays can be seen. How do I get them to come forth how do I get them to know what I mean.
Frie

nds scattered loves ones imaginary. The thought of dying alone makes me want to throw myself into the incinerary .... times hard life decomposing. My time to shine is still just dozing ..... I know its far from over life will start to rejuvenate. All I have to do is find the poison an start to decontaminate .... I will pull though this engulfing depression so don't worry. I'm just going through a phase were the good in life is blurry