The Repress, Suppress, Depress

along with the rest of the world's imprisonment,

came my very own customised torment,

returning home sounded enticing

i should have known, it was just false advertising


i've always been able to keep my demons at bay

preesh? nah, she's okay

i drink from a 500mL

containing it all feels like hell


its been two solid years

i can't seem to hold back tears

each day getting worse than the last

clearly still affected by the past


i'm out here, just another day

all smiles, nothing to say

this is the place I feel out loud

this is the place I feel alive. 


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