and yes, I am sick.
Now all I do is to hold tight the grip. maybe I am being punished. that's why I'm at the brink. and slowly in this twisted head I shrink.
my body had given up to take care of me. so is my mind as it suffers insanity. both of them failing me this is sickening to bear, when is the end coming for me?.
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PoetryMany of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up
