The exit is unclear
Like a broken door
Your head won’t stop spinning
Spinning, spinning
The pills you take
Clear white and soft
Like a fluffy duvet
Don’t help you
They will never eradicate your pain
Your dishevelled demonised soul
Look at me.
You are
Unclear
Your eyes blurred
Your vision dark
Tears will not stop
Streaming from your black eyes
As your heart burns
With the pure agony
Of simply being alive.
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