Sweet Cruelty. Poem by Lee Joseph Menke

SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty leave me be
SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty let me be free
SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty how I'm addicted to my own misery.
My needle: Pain.
My drug: Pain.
My Drug pain.
MY DRUG: PAIN!
Vanity ohhh sweet sweet vanity, why have you stolen my sanity?
Why am I trapped?
What purpose is there?
A key?
A gun?
What is...a way out?
Truth?
Blissful lies told year after year? ?
State of mind
Grinded bones
Tireless nights
Days do not exist.
Stability, pure bullshit.
Death, a reality but a lottery.
Life, eventful, predictable yet surprises.