My eyes feel heavy from all that they've seen.
I'm torn between I am and who I could have been.
The thin line between solitude and fortitude is vague.
This sickness eats away the good in me like a plague.
I need you to let me out of this prison I created around myself.
I'm drowning from this overflowing hate deep within and nothing else.
The walls are closing in, and only one path remains, a path that would bring an end to the pain.
I'm left floating with the past I can't leave behind, slowly being sucked in with time.
My eyes are sinking into the back of my mind.
Everybody is moving forward while the weight of my mistakes are keeping me behind, moving further all I'm left with are my thoughts, it's getting harder to tell which ones are my own and which ones are not.
I'm left with hate towards others and pity for myself.
Snow fills the trenches; my anchors carved into the ground.
My world is cold, and slowly I'm becoming too,
I just hope you're not around when I do.
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