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I’m so alone... It's like a thread bond, I check my phone, Nothing to be shown, Or to be let known, I hear my sigh, so out of tone, As depression overthrows, The night, black as charcoal... With a few dots of sparkles... Through it, I see my mind... Away it flown. Afraid to go cold, Or confront it all, Soon I'm getting old, Inevitable fall. I start to think... I'm left to die. I start to think... Life's passed me by... I start to think... What do I live for? I can't take much more. I shouldn't have been born... It's so hard... Don’t know what I've got, Know this is all my fault, I live in my thoughts all day... What do I live for? My mind goes to war... I should have been so much more, Though I am sure... Never got up the floor... It's so hard... Don’t know what I've got, Know this is all my fault, I live in my thoughts all day... Hit the bed... Don’t know what’s ahead... Hanging by a thread, I think of the end... Of death. Feel the cold... The pain is bold... No trace of a ray of hope, Only thing inviting is a gun, or a rope... I start to think... I'm left to die. I start to think... Life's passed me by... I start to think... What do I live for? I can't take much more. I shouldn't have been born... It's so hard... I don’t know what I've got, Know this is all my fault, I live in my thoughts all day... What do I live for? My mind goes to war... I should have been so much more, Though I am sure... Never got up the floor... It's so hard... Don’t know what I've got, Know this is all my fault, I live in my thoughts all day... I start to think... What do I live for? I shouldn't have been born... And I can’t take much more...
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Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 4:50 PM UTC
Thinking.
I’m so alone... It's like a thread bond, I check my phone, Nothing to be shown, Or to be let known, I hear my sigh, so out of tone, As depression overthrows, The night, black as charcoal... With a few dots of sparkles... Through it, I see my mind... Away it flown. Afraid to go cold, Or confront it all, Soon I'm getting old, Inevitable fall. I start to think... I'm left to die. I start to think... Life's passed me by... I start to think... What do I live for? I can't take much more. I shouldn't have been born... It's so hard... Don’t know what I've got, Know this is all my fault, I live in my thoughts all day... What do I live for? My mind goes to war... I should have been so much more, Though I am sure... Never got up the floor... It's so hard... Don’t know what I've got, Know this is all my fault, I live in my thoughts all day... Hit the bed... Don’t know what’s ahead... Hanging by a thread, I think of the end... Of death. Feel the cold... The pain is bold... No trace of a ray of hope, Only thing inviting is a gun, or a rope... I start to think... I'm left to die. I start to think... Life's passed me by... I start to think... What do I live for? I can't take much more. I shouldn't have been born... It's so hard... I don’t know what I've got, Know this is all my fault, I live in my thoughts all day... What do I live for? My mind goes to war... I should have been so much more, Though I am sure... Never got up the floor... It's so hard... Don’t know what I've got, Know this is all my fault, I live in my thoughts all day... I start to think... What do I live for? I shouldn't have been born... And I can’t take much more...
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NateMate
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Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 4:50 PM UTC
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