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The Darkest Place

I feel things so deeply

Sometimes it's like I'm screaming

But in some strange language

That no one else knows.

 

I have nothing more to offer

But who I am.

And daily I am reminded

That it will never be enough.

 

I get more lonely every day.

Everyone around me gets quieter

And the voices in my head

are only growing louder

 

Reminding me that I will lose everyone.

That I have never been enough

And will always be too much.

That I am... ultimately, unlovable.

 

No one can hear me anymore.

As I sink beneath the sea of tears

And the darkness feels so

welcoming...

 

The more time that passes...

The more life I seem to waste...

The more it hurts...

The less I want to live.

 

I wish I was braver.

I wish my path had shapped me

And made me stronger.

Instead it's left me lost, alone, and broken.

 

And I just don't want to feel things anymore

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Written by
pennamebree-z
30 / F / American
Published
Feb 16, 2019
Lines·Words
29·161
Tags
#suicide#depression#anxiety#ptsd#lonliness#longing#failure#fight#numb
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