when life gets tough
and when all those problems you swore to have resolved by now persist
when that fly persists in landing on you
and you discover its a mosquito
and you discover 3 more mosquitos
your headache returns and your anxiety increases
at some point it was your fault
regardless of how willing you are to discuss this with yourself
and beneath the thin superficial conscious clothe
you hate yourself for it
you repeat the mistakes, blame yourself, and continue repeating
redundantly redoing
deepening holes that are plenty deep
all you need is a coffin
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