my mood swings
are rusty and aged
decayed way past being played on
in this current state of pain
with trains of thought that seem endless
stationing in my dreams
As I awake to remeber nothing
but the pain i came to redeem
there goes the steam again
chugging through my insides
shrugging off that advice they gave me once before
i know those doors of choice
sitting on the shore of my emotions
twice i thought about opening them
Yet cowarded in post, numb
strung out from all the feelings
dealing with me wholesomely
ringing my panic bell
untill my arms are tiresome and weak
but this week i plan to change
though still to this day i pray for sun
yet am drowned by all the rain
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