Decent To Madness Poem by Giving Man

Decent To Madness

Please treat yourself well.
Give yourself the best.
Ahhhhhh
why can't death take me.
life is pain and agony.
Rife with hate, disgust and atrophy.
All the sighted see is gross.
All the listeners hear is noise.
All taste is rubbish.
All touch is rape.
Grotesque, horrorific, filth.
Life must end.

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I'm in pain but I am strong (I need therapy)
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