MS (The Twenty-Seventh of January / I was Born in Tuscon Then I moved to Phoenix)


I am sick and tired of feeling like this.
Everything I look at gives me a sickness feeling in my stomache.
I always feel like I am in hell.
I don't understand why.
People say I look tired and pale,
Its another way saying I look like S**T.
I don't give a damn.
All I want is the feeling to go away

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Grief is composed lovely.