What is it
To live in such raw pain
To have a deathwish bestowed upon your very soul
Questions echo through my mind
Like screams rattling through an empty hallway
Dusty corridors will never see the dawn of light
Thrown into darkness
There is no way out
The air has curdled
and makes my lunges heavy
Sleepy eyes get no rest
For my dreams are haunted
An infested mind
Ruined, starved, beaten
Substances are the only cushion
The only way to deafen these screams
But it rebounds with a vengeance
All that is left is death
The final breath
That will set my mind free from this curse
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