Alive
I want to feel like
I’m actually worth something,
I want to feel like
I’m actually alive,
I want to feel like
I’m actually living and breathing,
I want all this pain to end,
I want all this uncertainty
To blow away like dust in the wind,
I want all this weariness
To dissolve like salt in water,
I want all this darkness
To leave me like ice melting in early spring,
I need these feelings
Of tiredness
And sorrow
And anxiety
And darkness
To leave me now,
So I can finally return to the light,
And I can finally be free.
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