Yet another night
Where I keep drifting in my own misery
Where I hate who I've become
While I can't seem to remember who I used to be

Sipping on my drink
As I continue wondering if it will ever end
If I'm strong enough to make it
And if I'll even be alive to witness my soul mend

Yes, I'm rambling...
Hearing silent whispers of "You'll be fine!"
I wish I could shut them out
But the voices never fail to be back in due time

No, I'm not crazy...
I'm just replaying things I've been told
Hoping they'll hit differently
But they still feel so utterly empty and cold

Maybe I'm doomed...
Because I hate myself so damn much
Because I'm filled with poison
That kills every good emotion it dares to touch

Yet another break
Where I keep falling for my toxic mind
Where I let it control me
While I can't seem to run from the things I find

Taking the last gulp
As I continue wondering if this is all I'll ever be
If I'll keep on losing my way
And if I'll ever stop telling myself that "this is me…"

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