I fight everyday through rocks pelted in haunting memories. Thoughts
Bloodstained sheets, doctors at my feet
Hospital windows pose as
Jaws of greed shine of green salivate
Forcefeed until gums
Psychological terror-diagnosis : schizophrenic
Another cycle of never-ending
Th
Your spineless heart corrodes in decay
Your fist of power erodes
Quick easy diagnosis finds you guilty for the crime of
Burst of anger, pent-up rage
Emotions forced into an invisible cage
Taught
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