IT’S BEEN AWHILE
It’s been awhile since I’ve been here
I haven’t written in a year
I came back to reconcile and recompile
These feelings I’ve hiked with for miles
I feel empty inside, I have nothing to hide
I don’t feel happy or sad anymore, my life is just a bore
My demons have come and gone, but I know what’s going on
If I don’t fight back, my world will turn black
But who knows I might like that, what’s life like when it’s like that?
I came back so I could write to fight back
But I don’t know if I want to carry on
I wonder what life’s like when we’re gone
Is death really the end?
I wish I wasn’t surrounded by friends
I wonder how long they would miss me for
Why does life feel like a chore?
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