I Can’t do This Anymore

Everyday it gets harder

To get out of bed,

To feel enthusiastic about life,

To smile.

I can feel the pain inside of me

Growing and spreading,

Filling my soul,

Pouring into the corners of my body.

Little things I once did without much thought,

Now take the greatest of efforts.

Sometimes I don't feel like I'll ever get better

And start thinking this pain is endless.

To be honest I don't even want to be alive anymore,

And find myself pleading for eternal rest.

I just don’t want to hurt anybody,

In the act of taking my final breath. 


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