Give me a reason

January 19, 2022

The Meaning of Life is hard for me to understand.

Constant pain & pointless struggling that takes me nowhere.

The feeling of being stuck is enough to Kill.

These dreams fade like the sun passing by.

im hallowed.

This Husk, This shell.

I want to Break free but cant.

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