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I have gone past depression and into anihilation.
I think fondly.
About the end.
Of death.
No more depression.
No more thoughts.
No more failures to be ashamed of.
A still peaceful calm.
That I won't experience.
No loss.
No wants.
No screaming at the sun for everything to stop.
No fear.
No disappointment.
No wondering why.
No socialising.
No self doubt.
No never eating.
And all these addictions.
Will just end.
No one to let me down.
No more discomfort.
No wasting idle time.
I will be and recede.
Into the nothingness I crave.
An eternal dreamless sleep.
Its heaven really.
About the end.
Of death.
No more depression.
No more thoughts.
No more failures to be ashamed of.
A still peaceful calm.
That I won't experience.
No loss.
No wants.
No screaming at the sun for everything to stop.
No fear.
No disappointment.
No wondering why.
No socialising.
No self doubt.
No never eating.
And all these addictions.
Will just end.
No one to let me down.
No more discomfort.
No wasting idle time.
I will be and recede.
Into the nothingness I crave.
An eternal dreamless sleep.
Its heaven really.
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