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Sierra Apr 2019
The sun will still rise in the morning
Even if I’m not here
A few will mourn but not for long
For I make no difference
In their song

My life has no meaning
But my heart is still beating
Waiting for something
That will never come

Im only counting the time
not knowing how
How to keep going
And keep taking breathes

For I want to stop.
Sierra Apr 2019
I’m tired.  
I’m depleted.
I’m done.
Things should be getting better
why are they getting worse.  
My energy has disappeared
I’m left with nothing.

I see only ugly.
Ugly in the mirror.
Ugly in the world.
Ugly in what they call life.

Why can’t I just go.
Why do I have to stay.  
Please can I just be done.  
I’ve been here for so long.
I can’t take it anymore.

I can barley breathe
No I can’t breathe.
I’m holding on
to the last breathe
That I have inside me
I’m losing.
Please just let it be ok if I go.
Sierra Apr 2019
My rib cage tightens around my lungs,
like a rope made out of thorns
Constricting the air that enters me.
My breathe ragged and pleading
I hope to have one last taste of air
As my wide eyes look around
I see only darkness.
It creeps around me
Making me want to scream.
But I can’t
So I sit there in my silence.
Pleading the words to come out of my mouth
But my body says no.
No air in my lungs
Lips refuse to move
I sit there silently screaming.
What more can I do
I sit there in darkness
Just waiting for the minute
For everything to be done.
Sierra Apr 2019
I stare
I no longer care
I sit
How can I quit
This sad old game
I feel so ashamed
I’m only an empty shell
This is my own hell
I plead my thoughts
I am finally caught
This is no addiction
For that is the prediction
This is emptyness
It’s the deadliest

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