all my life filled with sorrow
no hope of seeing tomorrow
living inside my protective shell
each day reliving my personal hell
i would dream of death
felt i had nothing left
lost the will to go on
would anyone know I'd gone
these thoughts through my head
the reason I'm yet to be dead
pain felt from those who died
the pain from their suicide
never wanted someone to feel
the same pain i had to feel
alive i choose to stay
till times up one day
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