Just temporary.

Suffering, temporary.

Just as living life.

Could use images.

But that doesn’t paint inside, mind.

Peered into just mine.

Unable to love,

Least I’m a better person.

Perhaps the reader?

Im an idiot,

I'm not smart, I'm dumb; retard.

I should’ve died at young.

I have no passion,

Not a will, not a way, none,

have taken away.

Love to hurt, hurt love.

People just love to hurt me,

disassociate.

Turns out i was right,

Right about humans and war,

Humans love war, death.

Look at the small things.

Take the first, make it perfect.

Move on to the next

I will die younger.

Yes i will probably, might;

But it all depends.

New habits, new death

New death, another ways die

Thousand ways to die.