Frustration

My anger leads to frustration
It all feels like chemical castration
Gone so fast showed no one cared
Faired better alone anyways
Any days, feels like nothing is real
And what is it beneath to feel
Push the needle into the arm
Saying self love not harm
Oh I'm broken sanity taken for a token
Chokin on the the air as reality collapses around me
Oh let me be
I never wanted to be fixed
Just so transfixed on the bother
Like the state I'm in
Gin soothes the worry within

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[John the Baptist]

Has the sound of one on the way out. Who really knows another's heart? People deal with their wounds in different ways. Sadly, the speaker in this one is walking the path of self destruction.