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if endings are supposed to be new beginnings i’m beginning to wish it was me instead of you

my bed devoured me whole like i was nothing so i gave in and let it consume me

stuck spinning in circles going nowhere it’s pointless why try

i’m just a collection of blood and of bone inside a sac of skin this place is my throne a collective work of thoughts that leave me feeling alone a constant reminder that i’ll never truly be home

what if i die just for a little while come visit you in the sky and then come back down feet on the ground and move forward from this am i allowed to die just awhile just awhile i swear that i’ll grow after i see you so let me die just awhile just awhile …

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i’m glued in place wishing i could blast off to outer space and be with you there up in the air somewhere floating around in the bliss that they all talk about

now i see you were trying to prepare me for what was to come i was blind then

falling apart — i guess i have been since the start and i don’t know how to mend the pieces back together instead i sit and suffer afraid i’ll be broken forever how did my day to day become such a catastrophe? i feel like at this point i’d much rather atrophy

i waited for weeks with no reply to find out you left to chase stars in the sky how could you leave without saying goodbye now all i have left to do is cry why didn’t you tell me was everything a lie you said we were best friends but you left me alone — …

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Depression is the saddest, loneliest, most understood monster of them all she sits and suffers alone just because she can feeding on nothing but sadness and tears starving herself of joy losing hope of finding solace — and i know her pain like the back of my own hand but she won’t let me help …

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i think sometimes i forget that these hands that hold and caress you are the same hands that stabbed you in the back

maybe i’m deteriorating so young because i’m already dead inside

no matter how many times i tell myself to write i sit and feel sorry instead i think to myself, “what the fuck else is better than just being dead?” but then i reflect on the ones that i love and remember that i’m not alone if i just stick it out though i’m plagued …

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i feel like everyday you say, “tomorrow,” so i never know when “tomorrow” is

it’s like we’re always playing tit for tat and if you hurt me i hurt you back

sometimes i think “maybe i’m even too much for myself”

i wish our problems would evaporate but then i know they’ll fall heavy from the sky on an unexpected dreary day

what if too many days have passed and you don’t love me anymore — what then?

i keep trying to fight back these oceans behind my eyes but the moon pulls on my tides and i let their waves crash on the sands of my skin