cant run from it

cant run from it

always a step behind

the worst is im trapped

in my own mind

the end is near

i cant keep trying

stop asking if im okay

im tired of lying

my fake smile is getting heavy

eyes cant hold back

my mind has won

done living in the black

going trough the emotions

its almost time to quit

most fear death

but others pray for it

This poem is about: 
Me

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