BROKEN WORLD

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I fell into the void of life
I try to run away from anxiety
But fell into the pit of depression
I tried to get out of depression
Only to be trapped by insomnia
I have been scarred a lot
By the one's closed to my heart

I wake up numb
Unable to comprehend
I go crazy
And want to die
I'm afraid of my own shadow

Covered in cold sweat
I feel anxiety getting stronger
I scream and wonder why
But PTSD sinks in
And dashes my hopes and dreams
I cry myself to sleep
My pillow is soaked with tears

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