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Heart sunk deep in my chest

Thoughts of death

And thoughts of failure fill my head



Everything feels so cold

So alone

Sitting in the darkness

Trying to clear the thoughts of suicide

Tears fill my eyes

Feelings of worthlessness

And pain of inedaquence slice through my sunken heart



Mind slows down

Can't think straight

No need for food

Never hungry

All the energy leaves my body

By taking a shower



I hold this knife in my hand

It's so shiny

I wonder

Would anyone miss me?

Or forget that I even existed



The knife slices through my skin

No pain this time

Suddenly

Everything goes dark