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falling

May 1, 2026

I'm tired And I don't think I can do it alone which is where I am now i'm lonely my own demons are mocking me feeding me these lies that are disguised as truths and they are tearing me down one, by one , by one , by one these lies are etched into my skin forever sewn into my body, this pain is an immense anger wanting more more, that I'm scared to give If I give too much I'll go over the edge An edge I'm already extremely close to half a step and I'm gone to a world I can't get back from But what if my only option is to fall?

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Deeply personal struggle with mental health, suicidal ideation, internal demons.

Multiple interlocking ideas: exhaustion, loneliness, self-deception, anger, suicidality per section.

Overwhelmingly dark: despair, self-hatred, hopelessness, existential dread throughout.

Intense kinetic force from repetition, fragmentation, accelerating dread, urgent voice.

Approximately 24 lines; falls within 16-30 range.

Metaphor (edge, fall, lies as physical marks), personification (demons mocking), strong imagery.

Pure lyric internal monologue; intimate first-person confession without narrative or dramatic distance.

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