Goblin

All I see when i look at me is a goblin 
A monster, an insatiable beast 
A zombie with the urge to feast 
I try to repress the hunger with gin 
Or any other type of sin 
But that only adds to the madness 
Like Edgar i live in total darkness 
My sanity is slowly slipping away 
I've been like this forever and a day 
I drift through day's in a heavy haze 
I wish to be caught up in the happiness craze.

This poem is about: 
Me

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