It hurts to breath
It hurts to live
My heart is giving
All it has to give
My tears are silent
stuck inside
I can't remember
the last time I cried
Why is life painful
it hurts too much
like water on a burn
excruciating to the touch
At night I silently
pray in my bed
that when morning approaches
I will soon be dead
This isn't the life
I want for myself
to others this earth
is my personal hell
I want to get better
I am sick of my mind
sick of the darkness
to which I am confined
Someone please help me
open the door
let in the light
allow me to soar
For while in this prison
I am confined
I experience daily beatings
from within my mind
It has to get better
I want no more beguile
I want no more false pretenses
when my lips form a smile
I am pounding on the door
as I scream and shout
Someone please help me
Please let me out
Unfortunately though
the joke is on me
no one can let me out
for I have the key
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