sitting here
all alone
wondering what to do
and whats happening
getting to the point
where i'm all confused
and not knowing what to write next
getting a headache
from all my pain and suffering
getting a sting
from when i turned to the blade
feeling like vomiting
from the days without eating
but having to be strong
and continue living
no matter how much
i just want to go die
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