I am now the faggot

Rotten insides eaten by maggots

Hollow except from a stone cold sole

I've been sucked in by the black hole

No one cares I may as well be dead

This is way it feels in my head

A whirlpool of dark thoughts swirl inside

I long to be free but I always run and hide

Author's Notes/Comments: 

..i think this poem pretty much speaks for itself

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