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September's speaking


screaming September
screaming September

it’s not even September

I’m feeling suicidal

silver blade to the center

cut straight through a vital

i dont even remember

a single number to dial

im bleeding out everwhere

is this called survival

im cold with the fear

that im just in denial

im the real monster

im the new normal

my heads in a spiral

my hands have a pistol

aimed right at my temple

the metal is frightful

but everythings simple

its all just a cycle

im too typical

an unstable animal

and this is societal

it costs us whatever

we make it personal



im over it

07/23/2025

 
 
 

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