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I Tried To Fight It
I feel morbid
I can't define it, it's like this thing
A rake of sorts just clawing at my core
Scratching and scratching, pulling away from the sanity
It won't stop, it can't stop.
I don't know what it wants but I know to keep away
I struggle against its demands of submission and surrender
So I fight but every day feels like death mauls me
I'm scared, broken and damaged by all this emotion
I feel dead yet I breathe and smile
Going unnoticed still and I silently yell for help
It feels like my heart is crawling on the jagged ground
Bloodying it ever so diligently so as to leave a trail
So that they will see so that they'll understand
When I'm all but gone and none of me remains
When the Grimm reaper has collected his fair
They'll understand I couldn't stop myself
The rake reached my core and snuffed it like candlelight
I couldn't keep away, I submitted
And with the submission so went my life
© Ayabonga.Xulu

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