Long nights,
I stay up, just waiting for the end.
Even days, all I want to do is leave.
No meaning or purpose,
nothing for me.
these tears that shred me to pieces,
are all for him.
Yet, I can't seem to last.
Too many thoughts,
most about the end.
Help is a silent plead,
no one, not even me, can here.
No reason to be,
so please,
just let it be the end.
 
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