Mixed CD Poem

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Self Implode
August 2008 – Present

Coming back again
After long months wait
I must begin to change again
Everything, I MUST Paint it black
So back again and hating it all over
I feel so dead and normal again
Like I once did, months ago
I start to find; that this is my way to HURT myself
In order to feel alive, unique, and normal
But my once different and short great paradise, is now a Paradise Lost
I can feel my mind Coming Undone in my familiar world
I start to write Letters to GOD, but
HELL who knows if he hears my pleas and calls
Telling him about my soon HONEST GOODBYE
From this hell hole located in the deep depths of nowhere
I begin to ask, “Where is my mind” in all this
Deciding to stay I see everything before as DEAD MEMORIES
Even though I know, this will be the Down Fall of US ALL, FORTUNATLY
The Losing the pounds of FAT and SHAME and LOW SELF-CONFIDENCE…
In this world of mine where people see the real me without a mask
I see How I could just kill a man through all this
In the end I am and want to be Left Behind
BROKEN and NOW READY to start over I embrace The RED sight I used to run from
I feel like Superman himself
I feel like that always loved and wanting ROCKSTAR
I HAVE COME BACK
To this way of life I used to dread and despise
But now embrace and admire
I am now part of the small and exclusive Undead army
Where WE ARE the NORMAL ONES
And that short paradise that we experience
HOLDS the LIARS and ABNORMAL people in its clutches