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Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I beat myself up, why don't I get help?
I'll tell you why my friend.
Because at the start of the path, there IS an end.
Loneliness, thy name is now.
Love, where are you now?
Why couldn't you help me through these horrific nights?
Why couldn't you help me with my fight?
Loneliness, you have a suppression.
Loneliness, thy name is depression.
I often wonder why I live my life.
Why do I continue to fight?
Do I wonder if I'll someday be happy?
Will it be worth it, will I be free?
All I want to do is break down and cry.
I'm so tired, I don't want to try.
I can't find that pot at the end of the rainbow.
For me, torture will never leave my soul.
My hands are empty.
I need to keep busy.
I must not allow myself to become spacey.
My thoughts will drive myself crazy.
Why do I do this to myself, what's there to gain?
All I know is, there's someone out there who can take away my pain.
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