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I'm suicidal I'm no more hiding The pain inside me Consuming me Overruling me What does it feel like being free? Free of secrecy Free of pity Free of poverty Free of being lonely Of being unhappy Free of self-doubt Self-hate Being unconditionally loved How does that feel? Does it feel free? Or will love never be enough? Or pain-free? Love is depressing For some a blessing For others a lesson But for me, its just another form of abuse I feel used Mis-used Re-used Confused Love is abuse Over-used Suicide is my only way through
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Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 12:59 PM UTC
Suicidal
I'm suicidal I'm no more hiding The pain inside me Consuming me Overruling me What does it feel like being free? Free of secrecy Free of pity Free of poverty Free of being lonely Of being unhappy Free of self-doubt Self-hate Being unconditionally loved How does that feel? Does it feel free? Or will love never be enough? Or pain-free? Love is depressing For some a blessing For others a lesson But for me, its just another form of abuse I feel used Mis-used Re-used Confused Love is abuse Over-used Suicide is my only way through
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Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 12:59 PM UTC
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