Tangent (*possible TW*)

[Guest]

I was alone ,I was abandon, I was abused this is my tangent. I am over it and under it and done with it. Everything that you said still rolls around inside my head . Sometimes seeing red, feeling dead, under this can't get out. Won't get out ,please get out, I cant anymore. Won't anymore, I'm dead weight on the floor ,don't know anymore. Take a pill to sleep and one to wake up can't escape, this is so fucked up. How could you do this to me ? How could I do this to myself . Now I'm living all my days inside my own personal hell. Is this it? Is there anymore? Well this is it. I can't take it anymore. I'm tired of this. I'm tired of it all, and if this is knowing the truth I wish I never knew at all.

[Guest thepoet]

I love this. I love the internal rhythm. Terrific.