Depression...that should sum it all up nicely..
I wrote a poem today,
I wrote it on my wrist,
I wrote it with a razor,
It ended in a twist.
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Whithering away into nothing,
Looking back on all my sins,
I have had a lifetime of suffering,
When will the peace begin?
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Laying on my deathbed,
Wishing those words to be unsaid,
Like nails on a chalkboard,
It makes me cringe,
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