My body aches
With the thought of confrontation.
The morning the source of my sorrow.
A pain on the inside of the outside.
I dare not confront the uncontrollable.
Untameable Pain I live.
Destruction and hate.
Lust and deception...
Death and suicide.
This is my sunrise.
As the sun's ray blinds me,
My thoughts unravel....
The nightmare incurred by living.
Constant thoughts of people and places.
The past and future over whelmed,
By guilt and internal sin.
The gift of life has been wasted,
Through cold hearted actions and morbid thoughts.
Just the image is sin.
I am my own judge and my own defence,
Although I feel powerful...
Life will never let me win.

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