Life and the world and what it does to me

Writing here in my diary
A moment seeming so fiery
Because of a deep bloody slit
Brought by life having left me in a pit
Why must I die on this date?
I write my last words, moving closer to my fate
Writing my last apologies and regrets
Saying I’m sorry for leaving this cold place with cold threats
Words that would not leave or disappear
Bringing about my worst fear
The fear of dying by my own hand
Because in this world I couldn’t take a stand
Pushed and shoved into the cold dark
And surrounded by lonely, like being swallowed by a shark
Now dying in my own room
Because the world helped me to lead on my doom
This is what life caused me to do to myself
Because of life’s greed and its wealth
Now I cry helpless because I became so concave
Because no one could see me, my soul no one could save
Becoming so numb now, and cold
My memories now beginning to fold
Thinking now on what the world could heed
All the people that they would not even feed
Now I am now one of them
Coming through the vine of death to my own stem
Seeing what the world and life have formed
What others have considered them warned
I perhaps was not told of
The hate and pain, not even considering love
It overwhelmed me to the point of my fatality
Because the world cannot oversee its depravity
This is how life ended me now
This is what I am now
Because of the worlds conformity to the need of combat
Now my body in the ground will remain flat

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