Encore Presentation Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

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Angels & Demons
Mania & Depression
Feeling Insane
Lost, soulless expression
Life is too long
No, wait—it's too short!
Why do we exist?
What are we here for?
Who the hell knows?
Who really cares?
Tired of this existence
Exhausted by these fears.
Nothing makes sense
It feels like a sick, twisted joke!
A deranged little globe
With no faith and no hope.
And, even if we had those things,
The pain wouldn't subdue
A struggle internally
I've got no God damned clue.
Evil prevails
In almost every way
Even in light
Every mother fucking day
And I'm sick of it
I'm sick of trying
I want some fucking answers!
I refuse to do more crying
It's not worth my pain
My time or my tears
So what are we doing then?
Why are we here?
Well, that we don't know
That we aren't told
Like everything else
All the tales we are sold
From this ridiculous movie
This tired show
Life, that is—
So it's time for me to go.

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