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Living through the pain that he felt,
Well that's something that I don't think about.
He was nothing more than a fixture,
A fixture for his parents became a fixture in my life.
He called me over to talk.
I told him I couldn't, I told him he wouldn't understand.
He understood this far past my belief,
He replied with a subtle "******** you!"
Meanwhile, he was getting ready for his big date.
He was walking the tracks,
He put five days into it and he was ready for some sleep.
I tucked him in and cried into my coat that night.
This day has been so terrible and lame
I just want to go into the snow and sleep.
I ended up staying in the pits until the next morning with them,
They gave me a ride home and now I feel forgotten.
"Maybe I'll join him in his nap" thought I,
But this naive statement soon passed my mind quicker than the thought
That set me in this predicament
If they catch my brain alive I'll be the first they wake I suppose.
Too late though,
I was getting tired of sitting in the waiting room.
I went and got a small piece of water.
I drank the piece, now I'm numb,
Everything is gone.
Everyone is dead to me.
This smile is all I have.
No reason to care more or less.
Oops.
- Title: Am I Mad?
- Artist: Tagga
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Description:
This is a free verse poem, the product of a 79 hour deficiency in sleep.
It's about a closet-homosexual friend that falls in love with me, kills himself after being rejected, then I do cocaine with hookers in an attempt to forget him, but while contemplating suicide I get shot and survive, but later accidentally kill myself with the same thing he did: heroin. - Date: 11/12/2011
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