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The darkness i see,
The suffocation i breathe,
The hurful words i hear,
The aching heart that beats,
Alive in the flesh i am,
But deep within,
Every inch i am broken,
For years i have tried,
For years i have cried,
Suddenly my eyes have become so blind as my tears have now dried,
If living is of how i have come to be,
Then perhaps this isnt meant for me,
A pity it is that i still fight to keep strong,
Even when all my energy has gone,
Ripped a part i feel,
They said all in good time i would heal,
i've awaited,
But the await seems years more too long,
Try fighting to keep happy and positive when all you get thrown at your face are disappointments,
Not one at a time,
But rather all at once,
Its drowning me every ounce of sanity,
Alone is what i appreciate,
No one out there to dictate,
A life i must lead,
Yet alone i cannot be,
Because society stares you every inch,every angle,
Suffocated and clustaphobic is how it seems,
A life like this,
Is a tradgedy indeed!
