Hopeless

I have one foot in my coffin, I'm dying to live and i'm suffering from  exhuastion .I try not to listen to my conscience but it's screaming at me. I'm this person I don't want to be. No control of my mind only bad memories, feeling so cold it scares me. I'm terrified of this life. I'm human but i have no heart,there's nothing left inside.. I don't know where to start. It's getting harder to stay alive and there isn't a finish line

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