No longer will i walk these halls,
No longer will i take any calls.
No longer will I smile,
No longer will I go the extra mile.
I cant keep holding onto false hope.
If God loved me then why am I here in this place feeling this way?
I cant stop hurting no matter what I do.
I just wish someone would come save me.
I feel like I have been crying out for a while now,
But my cries have fallen on deaf ears.
I have been fighting back against this wave of depression,
But I am not strong enough to keep going anymore.
I may not see the horizon but supposedly it gets better.
I have not felt this way since I was 13. Everything I have done. Every word I have spoken, every smile i have shared with loved ones…its all been fake. I just wish I could make this stop, or just go away.
But thats not the way the world works. Its just not the way this story ends.
I have been fighting…but I am weak…I cannot do this anymore.
Good-Bye
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