Devil said Dance

Days past i feel empty and hollow,

Nights go on but i can hear them calling my name

i want to feel something.

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I don't know how i am surviving,

i don't know how i am making it through the day without ending my life.

i just want the pain to stop,

i want to stop trying to hope that this is the last day of my life.

i want to feel what the other normal people feel

even for just a while.

i know that most people do not understand

this pain, this longing

to belong

they act as if they do but they really don't.

they do this to make themselves feel better about themselves.

even the ones who think they are closest to me don't know about my struggles.

till next time.

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