COLD DEAD LIFE

I look around.
What do I see?
A cold dead life.
Right in front of me.

I try to hide my feelings.
But they always come out.
I can never stop this pain.
All I feel is doubt.

I see my world infront of me.
I see my fear my cold dead life.
Then it makes me want to flee.
I can only stop the pain.
With a shiny sharp knife.

You look at me.
Tell me what it is that you see.
My cold dead life.
I lay it down and pray on my knees.
My cold dead life I no longer need.

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