Sometimes I just get so ****
Sad
That even breathing feels melancholy
And my limbs grow too heavy to move

I just want to sleep my heavy feelings away
And forget I even exist
Because sometimes
It's just too **** painful to be alive

And there's so much
Good in the world,
Believe me, I know,
But there's just
So much concrete in my
Lungs Sometimes I want to stop

Breathing.

In and
Out.
On repeat.

I need some sleep.

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