Good things come to an end
It never fails
You try to keep your sanity on track but it somehow always falls off the rails
And Life-
It never seems to be satisfied with how much you get hit
You try to hold on to your strength but it's your rage that drags you into the pit

And even when life starts to look up again
It decides that it would rather be down
And so you try to hold on to your good merits and morals
You try to hold on to your smile and banish the frown
But sooner or later your muscles ache-
And there is nothing more to take your pain away
And your minutes start to feel like days
And there is no one around because no one stayed..

There is nothing left for you to do right
So you do all that you can do-
You just exist
Your joy becomes rare
And your life becomes bare
And negativity pulses through you like the only thing that stays constant in your life- your air

Your anxiety gives you anxiety
Your depression makes you sad
Your jealousy makes you want the life that everyone else has
Your overthinking mind has you on your knees asking Life
"What did I do to deserve this?"
Because you just want to be peaceful like everyone else is..
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