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I feel nothing most of the time

and if I do it is far from fine

Standing on the ledge

Ready to jump from the edge

Bright days left long ago

and left me in the dark

Waiting for any ember of hope to spark

Cannot see past the day when all that is there is a broken heart

What is the use when every shed of happiness has been torn apart

Clouds of doom fill my universe

This life is a big lie, gone unrehearsed

I cannot stand in the same room as my insanity

Because it always gets the best of me

It is like it has a mind of its own

and inside my mind it has only grown

It makes every thought blurring

Not sure what is reality when my mind keeps stirring

It is so unsettling living this life

The only thing that calms the pressure is the knife

If only I could end the days coming fast

Then there would be no use in remembering the past