written, posted & named: april 30, 2022 from 4:48p.m. to 4:56p.m.
inspiration: me struggling my way through life
song: in the end - linkin park
warning: helplessness and a lack of hope.
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i guess it truly doesn't matter in the end.
everything will finally be over.
perhaps there will be true peace.
no more feelings of numbness or destructive thoughts,
no more broken hearts and torn apart friendships,
no more emotionally unavailable parents,
no more life so controlled you lose your autonomy.
no more of anything.
they say you're never truly alone and
you don't have to do things alone,
but in the end, you really do.
in the end, it's all up to you.
in the end, who is really there for you?
hopefully the answer is you.
a/n
i'm back. mostly because i'm depressed and numb. to the few people who care about me and read this: i'm sorry i've been gone for so long. life hasn't been very kind.
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