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Alone
I feel nobody cares. I walk around and get nothing but vacant stares.
My life is nothing but a void of emptiness and for everything that happens I’m extremely unprepared. A fog of sadness surrounds me. The substances have done damage to my brain. I can’t cope with the magnitude of thoughts that drive me insane. A way to let it out would be nice before suicide. A death in vain. The only thing I can do right is complain. Anything, any way at all, to release the inner turmoil besides alcohol. Would be nice if once or twice, I could feel something better in my life.
My life is nothing but a void of emptiness and for everything that happens I’m extremely unprepared. A fog of sadness surrounds me. The substances have done damage to my brain. I can’t cope with the magnitude of thoughts that drive me insane. A way to let it out would be nice before suicide. A death in vain. The only thing I can do right is complain. Anything, any way at all, to release the inner turmoil besides alcohol. Would be nice if once or twice, I could feel something better in my life.
Published 10th Jan 2021
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Just trying to cope creatively with the pressures of big boy problems
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22nd Mar 2024 9:37am
Greetings,
This is one dark write. Excellent description of depression and what your going through. Hope all is well.
This is one dark write. Excellent description of depression and what your going through. Hope all is well.
