I came home today
and saw that nothing
had changed.
I crawled into myself
upon seeing more negatives
amongst a world
full of so many
trying positives.
I curled up under sheets
to try again tomorrow,
but instead of
shutting the day out:
I saw it too clearly.
I dug into my eyesockets
and pulled and ripped
until my eyes bled out
and my hands squished
every living sight
that I had grown
to hate so much.
I couldn't stop screaming
but it wasn't because
my eyes were hollow shells,
but because I could still feel
the horror that life could feed.
I bled from blurry holes
to forget what pain there was to life
but I couldn't escape existence
and its never ending sight.















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