Lyke OMG, Writing.

A systematic failure
Brought forth by the dismantled psyche,
The result of years of childhood abuse,
By family, and even worse, friends.

False realities masked by empty smiles and hollow lies
The only way to make what they hate disappear,
And make the world into a place worth living,
Or so they think.

The enlistment of tiny soliders in plastic bottles,
Along side the army of one inch razor blades,
The self written perscription,
To medicate the depression, his unseen illness.

Mind lost years ago to the torment of laughter
And the shrill cries of unwanted critisizim,
Tortue from an unwanted childhood,
A curse forced upon the unwilling.