How is it that every time I wake up
reality pushes through my head.
No warning...it's like a bullet...POW!
You're brain dead...
Your face hits the floor
You want to escape...through that door
But you can't...you're frozen...cold to the core
What the hell were you thinking...before you
blended in with the decor
You had your friends come and go
They tried to reach a hand to you...
to help find your way back home
But you didn't care...you cast them aside
Who could of thought you stoop so low
You wanted everything...but gave nothing in return
Now blood has split on the floor
Why are you surprised that you ended up burned
Now you lay dead...hahaha...lesson learned
Abigale_Raven Community Member 
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