Every day I am struggling,
Does my life mean anything?
I take a breath to suffer slowly,
Hoping to find an ending.
A scene played over and over,
Catastrophe - Circular corner,
Never splitting for an escape,
I continue life as a loner.
Always changing a taunting life,
Only to find no price is right.
So kill me slow, yet help me God,
I've felt no pain like I am tonight.
Teary one dying to fall on out,
Heart filled with only pain and doubt.
Take my life and make it gold,
Show me what life's about.
I live to not want to live,
I give my all for nothing to give,
Why must I persist in pain?
Forgive me for all I did...
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