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Losing hope, bro, ive already lost it Getting over the bridge, ive crossed it Just me myself and I, the semicolon guy If you say theirs a light at the end of the tunnel, then thats obviously a lie Community doesnt want to come together But preach about not losing hope through the stormy weather these words Ive typed, my life it seems, willl never get better

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Here I sit in sorrow, a prisoner of my design, Tomorrow looms like a blade, waiting to sever the spine. Darkness breathes down my neck, its grip constricts, Happiness-a cruel mirage-forever eclipsed. The art of silence strangles the temple’s breath, Where emptiness reigns, a prelude to death. Through tear ducts dry as ash, no life can seep, Only sorrow stagnates, haunting, steeped. Demons infest the corridors of my mind, Feeding me truths too vile to unwind. Their whispers are razors, their presence a plague, I shudder beneath the weight of their twisted charade. I spiral through decisions I cannot undo, Stimulants corrode me; they’ve buried what’s true. Thoughts spiral tighter, choking my will, Each passing second another wound to fill. Why does every day taste like ash and rust? The sun mocks me with warmth I’ll never trust. Hidden scars fester beneath my skin, A mausoleum of memories where life can’t begin. Faith? A specter that drifts beyond my grasp, Its promises ring hollow, its echoes collapse. Would God even care if I fell to my knees? Or would He watch as I’m devoured by disease? This path I tread is a graveyard of hope, Littered with bones of the promises I choke. The air I breathe thickens, laden with guilt, The demons cheer as my resolve wilts. I’ve seen angels abandon their posts, Their light extinguished, replaced by ghosts. I’ve begged for escape, screamed into the abyss, But it stares back, hungry, relentless, and remiss. Despair smothers me, its claws drag me under, I suffocate on thoughts that rip me asunder. Tranquility? A cruel joke in this hostile sea, I drown in memories that won’t set me free. The storm within me eclipses all light, Divine? Demonic? It doesn’t matter tonight. The battle rages, my soul caught in between, Each side whispers promises obscene. Deserted and broken, diverted from grace, Inverted and twisted, an empty space. I scrawl my torment in the air, wordless and bare, Each breath a curse, each prayer a snare. Can you hear it? Don’t fear it-embrace the decay, Let it infest you, carry you away. The secrets it holds are festering lies, Rotten truths wrapped in hollow cries. No redemption waits, no light at the end, Only the abyss, a merciless friend. Life’s burdens are chains, and I am their slave, Crawling, bleeding, to an unmarked grave. Here I sit in sorrow, no hope to defend, Waitin’ for tomorrow-prayin’ it will end.

Here I sit in sorrow, a prisoner of my design, Tomorrow looms like a blade, waiting to sever the spine. Darkness breathes down my neck, its grip constricts, Happiness-a cruel mirage-forever eclipsed. The art of silence strangles the temple’s breath, Where emptiness reigns, a prelude to death. Through tear ducts dry as ash, no life can seep, Only sorrow stagnates, haunting, steeped. Demons infest the corridors of my mind, Feeding me truths too vile to unwind. Their whispers are razors, their presence a plague, I shudder beneath the weight of their twisted charade. I spiral through decisions I cannot undo, Stimulants corrode me; they’ve buried what’s true. Thoughts spiral tighter, choking my will, Each passing second another wound to fill. Why does every day taste like ash and rust? The sun mocks me with warmth I’ll never trust. Hidden scars fester beneath my skin, A mausoleum of memories where life can’t begin. Faith? A specter that drifts beyond my grasp, Its promises ring hollow, its echoes collapse. Would God even care if I fell to my knees? Or would He watch as I’m devoured by disease? This path I tread is a graveyard of hope, Littered with bones of the promises I choke. The air I breathe thickens, laden with guilt, The demons cheer as my resolve wilts. I’ve seen angels abandon their posts, Their light extinguished, replaced by ghosts. I’ve begged for escape, screamed into the abyss, But it stares back, hungry, relentless, and remiss. Despair smothers me, its claws drag me under, I suffocate on thoughts that rip me asunder. Tranquility? A cruel joke in this hostile sea, I drown in memories that won’t set me free. The storm within me eclipses all light, Divine? Demonic? It doesn’t matter tonight. The battle rages, my soul caught in between, Each side whispers promises obscene. Deserted and broken, diverted from grace, Inverted and twisted, an empty space. I scrawl my torment in the air, wordless and bare, Each breath a curse, each prayer a snare. Can you hear it? Don’t fear it-embrace the decay, Let it infest you, carry you away. The secrets it holds are festering lies, Rotten truths wrapped in hollow cries. No redemption waits, no light at the end, Only the abyss, a merciless friend. Life’s burdens are chains, and I am their slave, Crawling, bleeding, to an unmarked grave. Here I sit in sorrow, no hope to defend, Waitin’ for tomorrow-prayin’ it will end.

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**"Grave of the Living"** Here I sit, a hollow shell in despair, Waiting for tomorrow, though I no longer care. My heart, a grave where hope once thrived, Now buried beneath the weight of being alive. The art of silence fills my core- Empty halls where love’s light shone before. The temple crumbles, brick by brick, A monument to misery, cold and sick. I’m dead inside, a ghost in my own flesh, No pulse of joy, just a soul enmeshed In shadows that claw, ripping me apart, No salvation left for this fractured heart. Why must I feud with the demons inside? They whisper my failures, their lies coincide. I’m afraid, yet their voices compel me to stay, In this wasteland of sorrow, I waste away. Deserted, alone-diverted at home, Inverted and prone-I’m carved into stone. Give me a prayer-it leads nowhere, To my dismay, despair is all I bear. Each breath is a burden, each thought a noose, I’m trapped in this body, with no excuse. No warmth of the sun, no glimmer of light, Only scars that bleed through the endless night. The abyss calls, its voice like a song, Promising peace where I’ve suffered too long. But as I stumble, I hear the void jeer, "Cling to your pain, and drown in your fear." I’m dead inside, a corpse still walking, A silent scream while the world keeps talking. The warmth of love feels like a distant lie, A cruel joke played by the heavens on high. My soul’s a battlefield where nothing survives, A ruin of dreams where emptiness thrives. The invaders have won; they’ve stripped me bare, And I’ve nothing left but the weight of despair. Deserted, alone-this war is my own. The walls close in, the darkness has grown. Inverted, prone-I’ll never atone, My grave is here, and it’s carved from stone. Let it be a lesson-life offers no grace, Just scars and whispers in an empty space. No prayers unanswered, no savior to find, I’m dead inside, and the world is blind.

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