Rant;Vent;apology

God damn all you tortured souls
withyour.depression.and.pain.and.agnst
and noidonthaveafuckingmentalillness
don't talk to me like i'm crazy
you say.  

you draw pictures in your mind
of blood and tears
spilling, spiraling, pouring, pooling
EvERYoNEdESeRVeStoDIE.
you say.

The world is shit
and life is pointless.  
everything is meaningless

you're existential angst
with a chemical imbalance
and a life sliced twice with betrayal

fuck all you tortured souls
i'm painting stars across your wrists
and bleeding rainbows from mine
maybe i haven't lived your life
but fuck if i haven't done the time.