I've just begun the journey,
And I’m already tempted to quit.
I have turned into misery,
I have no purpose to live.

My memories seem like a daze,
Only weary stains are left behind.
What part of me is healed?
I don’t see any signs.

No medicine can give me what I want,
What I want for myself is unattainable.
My story is a tragedic one,
I’m feeding off unholiness like a cannibal.

When did I start?
Did it ever end?
Or am I fooling myself,
Thinking I’m all fine again?

To enjoy life is my desire,
Yet I’m the only one stopping me from doing so
Strangely, I like this loathing feeling,
Feels as if the real me has lost hope.

Living in my own company is terrible,
But who else can I trust?
After all, I was the only one there for me
When everybody forgot.
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