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My Darkside

Tortured Soul

By Crystal KorpanPublished 9 years ago β€’ 1 min read

I'm MESSED up!

Not the same

I Don't know who I became

Feel like I'm INSANE!

Don't want to complain

I F*CKED up, F*CKED my life up

Need SOMEONE to know, Thought I'd write it down

See what comes out

Maybe I can FIGURE it out where I went WRONG

I think I tried in LIFE but gave too much out

From my INSIDE called my HEART, but people tore that APART

I NUMBED my pain with drugs and drink,

but many time from that I SHOULD have wound up dead

Woke up, didn't know where I WAS, or who HE was

I started to HATE MYSELF

Tried to overdose, wanted to be COMATOSE, HA! HA!

Didn't do that RIGHT, K what is going on?

Seek some HELP, tried the HELP LINE, called so many times!

I LOST myself, but I memorized every line they said,

But How the F*CK was I FINE?

Can't you HELP me? Give me ADVICE?

NO we can't do that, only set you up with necessities you need for life.

I can't AFFORD help, that's why I'm calling you

OK so that BLEW up, I tried to HELP myself but still went WRONG

I JUST THOUGHT I SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN

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About the Creator

Crystal Korpan

I recently published my poems at Pagemaster Publishing my book is called Different sides of me. https://pagemasterpublishing.ca/shop/crystal-korpan/different-sides-of-me/?ref=158 Thank you for enjoying my words .

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  • Deep Knowledge Hubabout a year ago

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