Daniel Galloway - Lonely madness

Moments that make up my life
seem to be empty
echoes of my own self loathing
plague me
they say I'm a fool

I feel the black dog barking at my door
persistent pain persistent voices
telling me I'm all wrong

a perfect isolation that tortures me everyday
the self scars upon my arm
remenants of pain that feels relieving

I speak to people, I feel detached
'normalcy' seems like bullshit

is it me or am I going mad
is it me or are they just full of it

Daniel Galloway

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