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Personal (Melancholy) I wish I was catatonic.
Then I wouldn't have
to feel such hurt,
this excruciating pain
attacking me from all sides.
I could be
comfortably numb,
awake but braindead.
Sometimes alcohol
gets me close;
it paralyzes me
with a goofy grin.
But when the buzz fades,
the anguish sets in.
It's hard to try
to stay alive when
every bone in my body
wants to die.
I want to rid the world of me-
I'd only be doing
it a favor.
