ConfusionWhen will this suffering find it's release? For I am weakened and cannot stand to fight against it. How can I ever climb out of this ditch, that looks shallow to others, yet is a mountain to me? Why am I faced with this task? Is it intended for me to crumble, and fail? Why am I surrounded by these clouds of self-doubt? Hailing depression, welting my flesh. The open wounds bleed insanity as my heart palpatates even slower by every wretched second... I only wish for this spiral of confusion to see an end.Confusion
EPCAWHEternal pain clutching a weakened heart, Stranded within the limits of insanity. Lonely inside a cell, whose bars have kept me. I feel as though this web I'm stuck in became home. Sometimes I stare at my reflection and wonder; "What do other people see when I speak? What do other people feel when I think? What do they hear when I express these thoughts?" How can I ever explain how this emptiness feels? You may feel empty too, but whose to say it feels the same? Who is to judge the deepest ridge in a hole? Why do I feel this way? Who knows... Eternal pain clutches myEPCAWH
It's been such a long time...
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A word to the wise ain't necessary, it's the stupid ones that need the advice.
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