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It grows inside me
the pain
the desire
to end it
the desire to die
it grows
I don’t fully understand the cause of it
no one does
but there’s nothing I can do
I just wait and hope that it will pass like the tide
and it does sometimes but only for a bit
then like a tsunami I get slammed again
drowning in the pain and sorrows that comes from within
what did i do to deserve this
I try to do all the right things but it’s not enough
it will never be enough
one day maybe I can separate myself from this never ending rollercoaster of despair
but for now I am its slave bound to it with thick iron chains
but what can you do when the pills aren’t enough
when they can't hold back the pain
do you just drown or fight
some say fight but those are the people who have never felt like this
never felt this burning desire to feel nothing at all
but if I did end it then the people around me that cared for me and weep in my absence become a charity case
the kind of person that people feel always destroys the mood with their sorrows
yet I won't make them become those kind of people
I will press on not for my sake but theirs
I encourage myself to press on
then it hits
my mindset flips
and all I desire is death
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