The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

Wow, sucks to be you.

The nature of this weekend has relegated the majority of my journaling to my portable, so you all have to suffer through a lot of bad poetry. I mean damn. I'm just sorry. Really sorry. Sorry you're you, and suffering. Being me is still pretty cool, as always.

Pulverized under lies
I can't break free
They're crushing me
I've been sedated
Feel constipated
Can't get extricated

It's overwhelming
I'm stifled
I choke
Feels awful
Goes on
And on
Why won't
the pain
be gone.

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