Slowly, softly
No-one can hear the thump
of my heart
The voice in my head
The rage in my mind
Losing all rationality
My vision is blurred
What is the point?
Why am I here?
No appetite
Want to sleep forever
I want a way out
Away from this illness
Give me a sweet release
Watch my blood prick
Bleed down my arm
I’m gone.
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