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Self Inflicted
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Pathetic Depression Why must I do this
another night of abuse.
Heart bruised and scarred,
soul torn and tattered.
My mind against body,
a fight between wills.
The pain it never ends,
the war it never stops.
Strategies and tactics
of pain and hate.
Dreams of peace
long forgotten.
Personality is never-ending
in it's search for itself.
Lost long ago
in fads everchanging.
Tears my only comfort,
cool and wet,
to soothe the fire
that rages within.
