He sits alone
Imbedded throne
Curtains closed
No one knows

Tears are hidden
Screams are forbidden
And no one will ever see
The story he's written

Refractions off the knife
A review of life
A whore for a daughter
For this unloving wife

Begging off her sympathy
Of this bag colored white
Popped prescription pills
Undedicated the rest of the night

Lonley he cries to himself
Trying to bring her home
Rejections sustained
On this long ride alone

Cautiously hallucinating
She dies before him
As his unloving wife
sees to greet him

Smell of colonge
out aroused her neck
Assumed lipstick on the collar
Deploring regret

Final remark
Unrealized of stress
Lies vs. Truth
Hidden under the matress

Alright well this poem I wanted to explain. Its about this man who everyone
in the neighborhood thinks has this perfect family, the perfect wife, house
daughterect. But what the people dont see is that he goes into his room
closes the curtains so no one can see him and thinks og how to fix all the
problems. His daughters a whore, and she goes out everynight and just does
whatever she pleases, and his wife cheats on him everynight, but everynight
before she goes she gives him cocain and drugs so when she comes back he
would have already been passes out and he would never know. But one night
he doesn't do enough drugs to keep him passed out, and he still knows
whats going on. He goes out looking for his daughter but he doesn't
find her. Then when his wife comes home he smells the colonge on her neck,
and starts hallucinating that his daughter dies right in front of him..so he
goes crazy and grabs all his drugs under the matress and overdoses.

I know it wasn't very positive, but I worked on it.

Just please go easy on me..I'm not good with this kinda stuff, I just
thought I'd try it
 
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