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Let my eyes dry out from staring into yours.
I never want to blink because you'll be gone.
Dehydration is my best friend.
I'd rather die than be alone.

I'll find the reapor before I find love.
He'll stalk and wait for my final breath.
I see him out of the corner of my eye.
Laughing as I'm killing myself from the inside.

I am a magnet attaching myself.
To anything somewhat similar to me.
Because I'm so scared to be alone,
That I'd rather get hurt constantly.

My life consists of a personal war.
Constantly surrendering to depression.
Convincing myself I'm not enough for those around.
I'm not enough.

I want to die.
The reapor is my own hands.
The reapor is the rope that I have tied.
Let this be the last word I say, goodbye.
They opened your nose
Like the the gap between us
Your vitals danced across the screen
Just like ballerinas

I feel more connected to the leaves that blow across my driveway
Or the trees that stand silently on the highway on these late night drives
I've got to plant my feet and make forward progress
Cauese when I look behind there's nothing left.

I'm grown too tried of the bright lights gleam
And the silent hallways which are painfully  clean.
The white walls hold you in they match your skin, it's hard to see where  they begin, and when this ends
You're just a cigarette
And this temporary buzz isn't enough for this longing heart
I need a stronger substitute
Something with a full effect
Someone with an addiction so strong it's impossible to break
I am forever a slave to myself.
Always trapped inside my head, where I can't get out.
"false hope is better than no hope" and I want to believe it,
but something inside wants the real thing.

I don't understand how I can fake emotions so well.
My mind always gets the best of me while I'm by myself.
I try to say things will work out
But it's so hard to believe when I always go south.
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Broken down and beaten
until I can't feel a thing
Hoping for some comforting
But it's just because
I have grown so selfish
Why should I someday feel something?

When I've treated those
I've supposedly loved
with so much anger
with so much hatred
I'm so empty
I'm so alone
You took all the light
now I'm left hollow.

I'm slowly dying
becoming more depressed each day
How am I capable
of such self hatred
I'm stranded in my desert
being overtaken by sandstorms
If this is what life is
then I don't want it.
All I feel is oppression
Your foot never leaving my neck
Always having me down
Making me feel so pathetic

Always considering the rope
You tie the knot and that's it
All problems are solved
Gravity will do it's trick

Forever a slave to myself
Eyes always at the ground
I keep getting my faults called out
You put me so ******* down

But i'm content with this feeling
I'm comfortable in my own skin
I except and welcome depression
Because deep down I love to let it in
I know you're not good for me
You're the reason I want to **** myself
But I couldn't care any less
Because I don't care about me

I just want you to be happy
Even tho you may not deserve it
I can just see the sadness in your eyes
I can feel your depressio
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