If I have to live one more moment awake,
Strip me of the ability to feel please,
Drive a knife through my hearts and pull out the emotions that prick it like poison ,
Drive a wedge through my mind and put out
the thoughts that fuel it with reason ,
Take away these feelings please ,
Because it's not worth it .
These dewdrops of happiness
amidst the sea of despair , guilt and misery
Hanging on to dear life,
the edge of grass ,
In the myriads of mirage dreams ,
etched in broken glass
These whispers of hope drown
in the thunderstorms of my qualms and fear ,
Slipping from the starboard , miles beneath
Is that where I am headed ? ....
Oh ,dear ,Feels like so
Is that all that's left or all that's ever been ? Must be so
I can't keep living and dying at the same time ,
And call it the price for this hell of an existence

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