i have been tired

i lay awake at night

pulling at my skin

trying to make myself change

knowing it wont work

questions fill my head

why am i like this?

should i end it all now?

the last question remains unanswered 

always a possibility

the reasons for me to live are few

in a room full of people

i feel alone

with no goals

no hope of a bright future

i grow exhausted

thinking about every flaw

everything i've ever done wrong

knowing i will never be better

so why try?

the thought of death calms me

all that power

leaving on my own terms

yet i cannot go

because the thought of death terrifies me

what if there is nothing after this life?

just darkness

our bodies decaying

our souls gone

just darkness 

forever

these are the thoughts that keep me up at night

the battles fought in my head

as i laying crying without emotion

cold tears stain my pillow

my eyes are puffy the next day

swollen

they have been beat by my mind

once again

this is a battle i will never win. 

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