the unedited life is not worth living

I’m an aggregate of tempered tears and terrible tantrums

I’m the culmination of endless ruminations

I’ve been chasing my tail for eons and now suddenly, I’m 26 going on eternity

I’m a prototype of my unsettled mind and settled  madness

I’m constantly typecast by life as the invisible martyr with the bleeding heart and fatal anaemia 

Can madness ever rest in this wornout heart, or can my heart wear out madness

Within me wars rage on, and peace is simply a pause before the new sentence ensues

I’m going to demand a stalemate while I sit in the middle of the battlefield rewriting my life

Respond to the unedited life is not worth living

Fire away!

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