My eyes never fill with tears as if the tear dots in my eyes were burnt and sealed up. My life gets more sad everyday, I feel I can not stay were I wish to be, The pill bottle sits next to my bed and I dream of taking them all to escape my sadness.
My eyes burn but never seem to water I ask for help but my eyes burn hotter, One tear is all I ask for but it will never come, My emotions are scarred and all I can feel is sadness which turns to anger, I can't stand this unbearable place as my tears never escape.
Life drags on and I feel no pain, Only sadness that runs in my veins I hate myself for the things I have done, People grow farther and farther away from me as they lie to me to avoid coming to close, I feel more hate and can't stand my mental state, I am not crazy but to me it feels safe to say, There is no reason anymore no reason to carry on.
I feel like emptying my bottle and staying asleep, Death seems to inviting and I want to take the chance as if he was a friend to me, My brain never stops and bad things keep happening I can not change in time to feel safe from my thoughts, I feel alone in A world misled by anger and violence, Angry music has got me running from my real self, And I want to look back but I have nothing to look back to only the things that are bad.
Am I to blame I feel I can not blame anything but me, I judge but I can only judge me, The noose around my brain is loose but every day it seems to get tighter until my body feels on the edge and I get lighter, One push and I will fall to my death, Death which is so more welcome then the life I was giving, The people around me are getting farther and I can not reach out to them because I am not the same.
My mouth is dry and my tears are dead like my feelings I feel, What is death like I want to know, It seems it can't get worse then this life I live, This is not me but it feels the way it should be, Push me away like everyone seems to already do, I can't afford this life giving to me take it back or at least let me breath, The air gets thicker and I am swallowing it like I have swallowed my emotions.
They burn me to A crisp and I feel there is no reason anymore, I have to try and carry on but my life seems on the brink of existence, I keep my feelings to myself and it just makes me even more fake like every thing I have done has only been fake.
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