It was a beautiful catastrophe,
A modern day tragic poem.
Scribbled into the book of "Life and Times of.."
A black and white book with a minimal gray area.
The pain bleeds through the pages to stain the cover.
A modern day tragedy filled with comedic relief,
The story of my life.
Heart break.
Heart ache.
Rebuild,
Destroy,
Rebuild.
The sand slips through the hour glass,
Counting down until the end of my existence.
But your existence suffers the same fate.
I sabotage the things I love the most,
Pushing away those closest to me,
While pulling in the things that do the most damage.
Maybe I'm just a glutton for punishment,
Cause I'm best friends with the company that loves misery.
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