Poems from Zensho

Do we not live in odd times, Controlled by meaningless lines? Have we not sold our mortal frame, For unreal images leading to pain? To hold...
Do we not live in odd times, Controlled by meaningless lines? Have we not sold our mortal frame, For unreal images leading to pain? To hold...
Tomorrow is too far away I am sinking beneath the waves today Beaten down by weighty solitude Trapped in this desperate mood I can’t...
I can’t stand anymore It hurts to breathe I can’t take anymore Please save me God You’re my only hope Voices around me are screaming Pain...
I stand with empty hands, Scars on my wrists, I didn’t know life would hurt like this. Blood flows from an open wound, Tears fall and burn...

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