Life can be a drag sometimes,
Nothing seems interesting to a mind..
That itself has become as stale as the thought
Of the freedom it once enjoyed…
Freedom to be ,to exist ,to live
Nothing is left anymore ..
Once did seem this a beautiful world
Now has become asphyxiation, a torture that never ends
It ain't a struggle anymore
Nor do any words seem a fitting substitute
to describe what’s left of my sanity
Loneliness cuts like a thousand blades
Through a heart that is already lost feeling…
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