Addicted to The Pain

Addicted to the pain

The suffering as well

There's nothing I can gain

From inside my empty shell

The blood runs down my arm

It doesn't matter to me

For these wounds do me no harm

Is it to plain to see?

I'm addicted to the pain

To making myself bleed

The only thing that I can gain

Is to finish my final deed

I have to rid the world of myself

Before I kill them all

Within the final hour

The world will hear me fall

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ApandaRae's picture

This would have to be my favorite poem by you!