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In The Darkness of My Despair

As I think about my despair,
I'm turning into my worst nightmare.
You thing it sucks to be you,
Try walking a day in my shoes!
I hate caring so much,
Only to be left feeling broken and such.
I know I shouldn't do lines of cocaine,
But it's always nice not being able to feel my pain.
Even if the high doesn't last,
It's a relief to get away from my past.
At that point in time I was no longer caring,
No longer despairing,
About troubles that have plagued me.
My entire life is nothing but grief and strife,
Always getting cut down with a rusty knife.
You don't have a clue.
Nowhere to turn to,
Nowhere to go,
I'm getting sucked under by life's everyday flow...
If only you knew...
My thoughts consume me and swallow me whole,
Stealing my soul,
Again dragging me into the depths of the darkness of my despair.
Written by 333Mystical91
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