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Coming home to hell 11/2/16

I came back my Dad is sick

Came to see if I could help

Agony was my road to take

Pain my path I trode

Miles of screams

Bumps of pain

I came for little gain

My Dad is about to

Lose his toe

And maybe his life.

I once again

Smelled the blood

The sickly sweet

Smell of death

I see the pieces

Of puzzle man

I see the flesh

And the bone

My mind explodes

My soul implodes

Once again I die

Robin breaks

Cuts off again

Pain upon pain

Hell is burning

Stomach churning

Worm is turning

I am so sorry

I deserve it all

I wish I could take

My Dad’s pain

My Dad’s loss

I did a little

Empath my gift

Also my torture

I feel and take

What isn’t mine

And make it mine

And give it to God

He understands

PAIN

All pain

Let me slip

Let me slide

In You hide

Or do I need

From You hide

Swallow my scream

With my puke

Gut is on fire

Burning in bile

Can’t swallow more

Can’t stand more

Can’t stand

Can’t

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