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As I stare into the hollow void

  my introspection

I see the choices I've made and

  my misdirection

I cannot change my past

  or deny it is there

I can ignore it though

  and pretend I don't care

I took the wrong turns and

  now there's no turning back

My hope is gone forever like a dream lost

  and I woke up to black



My eyes are open, my world is closed

Living life feels like a tax imposed

Each day I wake up and realize

  everything is the same as the day before

It causes me to wonder

  Should I pay this tax any more?



I feel

  like I could melt into the ground

I wish

  that some day my hope could be found



My life is a problem

  with only one solution that can be brought on by me

I will run from my problems and from this life I will flee

I will take a trek across the dividing line between the living and the dead

I sob shamefacedly at Death, but by those who knew me not a tear will be shed