I am Death

I ask you am I good enough
You don’t answer, calling my bluff
I just need reassurance, validation
Don’t leave me lying here, mind masturbation

My mind collapsing, prolapsing, relapsing
Negative thoughts that seem to bring
The cloud that covers the light
Killing the flowers, bees, endless blight

The apocalypse of my mind
I wander around this wasteland, never to find
Peace, harmony and pure happiness
Growing from the earth, all the angriest

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