Stagnating in momentum,
Flailing but its okay
Taking and taking, home entered now breaking.
Disregarding, unrewarding, hollow, narrow.
Joy mucking, soul sucking self fucking pit of waste.
Wasted time, wasted youth, wasted money wasted truth.
Entitled with intent, to strip me
of every moment,
never silent,
just content
to avoid guilt while draining the innocent.
An all intrusive bystander,
intolerant reprimander ....
self serving demander,
malignant cancer.
The capacity of a metric ton of audacity, the everything sapped from me, existing here just safe and sound...
in apathy.
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