"The end is near"

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Can't run from it,
Always a step behind,
The worst is,
I'm trapped in my own mind.

The end is near,
I can't keep trying,
Stop asking if I'm okay,
I'm tired of lying.

My fake smile is getting heavy,
Eyes can't hold back,
My mind has won,
Done with living in the black.

Going through the motions,
It's almost time to quit,
Most fear death,
But others pray for it.














So I am just a piece of useless shit and I'm so emotional.

Please be kind and stay safe

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