Devil said Dance

how am i still here?

how am i still alive?

i do not know why i am trudging along this life,

i am alone, i won't be missed.

i am in pain, that is all i remember ever feeling.

i don't know how to function,

i'm 30, i have no friends, no family.

i just want it all to stop.

maybe i deserve it.

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