i am done...

I am so done with being
And having to breathe and to ache
I just wish I once had a feeling
Of visiting a happy place

But I am just staying abandoned,
Existing on my very own
Noone to love and to care
Noone to make a phonecall.

Being alive is a torture
So why am I? who even knows?
I must say good bye to living,
And I am so fucking close.


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