Burning from desire
Or just humidity
Sitting here starving
For a bit of sanity
Twelve problems on my mind
Yet nothing really matters
Peeling off my skin
A pointless covering
Bleeding from within
But not the liquid kind
Spiritual and mental
Emptiness inside
O’ won’t someone help me?
O’ why can I not die?
Try and try again
Never will I cry
 
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