I am not dead
I am not dead, but not alive
Not awoken, But wish to be found
Lost in the abyss that is my mind
Lost as a soul that is blind
You despise me, but yet you are found
A demon awoken by hatred and sound
Yet I live, and I strive
Lost in the amnesia that is my life
Oh give me peace- put out
My misery, leave me to be
Swept by despair
A depression that kills through the night
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