BreakDown

That moment when  your

Standing in a parking lot

Clawing out your river-flowing eyes

Collasping to your knees, screaming your frustration

 

The wind whips your face

Uncaring that your soul shatters

Under the smiling sun

As your crying out, ENOUGH!

 

Stop digging it in deeper!

She's dying and your laughing

Why am I laughing?

Staring empty faces

 

Think! Use your fucking brain

It's not a decoration

I can't believe I failed today

An F, what am I going to say?

 

I guess I'm not going to eat again today

Fuck,. . . is  it late?

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