Discarded

Tossed to the side like common trash
Not one to mess up the treasures and stash
A muddled heap of discarded flesh
Tears and sobs complete the mesh

As nightfall resumes the thoughts become dark
Negative voices and tones that still bark
A fiery pain that lives in the soul
The brain’s constant war taking its toll

The light above whispers; it’s trying to help
No pain from above to crush the young whelp
Alone in the mire, the swirling abyss
When all from within the voices all hiss

Why are you trying, when you will just fail?
The truth is as hard as the black coffin nail
But still the war rages and fights with him still
The tossed away trash was everyone’s will

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