Treasure Island

Jessica Stubbs

(12/11/95)

Life's Misery


Sometimes I wonder
When I will break
When that madness will finally make a rumble
And it will be my sanity it takes
I will not be happy
I will not be okay
Not any kind of therapy
Will take away the pain
Forever a lost soul
Forever stuck in a hole
Don't know how to live
In a world of sins
Life's misery
Will soon be complete

Submitted: Tuesday, December 13, 2011

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  • Joshua Fegley (2/20/2013 6:32:00 AM)

    Therapy was a joke to me. Drinking, masterbation and poetry are more therapeutic. Haha!
    Stuck in a hole. Listen to Down In A Hole-Alice In Chains. Good tune. Good poem too. (Report) Reply

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