Tracing twisted pictures all across my arm
When did i become the person who takes pleasure in self harm?I hate this sadistic masochist,
The me that seems to find joy in this.Self destructive sketches drawn again and again.
A false belief I am atoning for sin.Or is it a misguided search for relief?
This evil, unwanted,disgusting belief.Either way, the result is the same.
I lose my soul, and blood in this game.
– Shaman Romney 2015
Once again, giving up
The enternal loser chimes in.
Why are you even trying?
You’re never going to win.I give up again.
I gave up again.Falling down, covered up
the same puddle of shame
My pessimist just laughs at this
You’ll always be the sameI give up again.
I gave up again.I guess I have to realize
Im staring a losers eyes.
The pessimist stares back me
Shows the world as grey, unclean.
My winning streak has gone away
The optimist won’t come today.
This pathetic loser is out of luck.
It time that I tried
Giving up.
Shaman Romney 2014
Shame on The Universe 