Your soul is haunting me
Telling me everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
And there's no remedy for memory
Your face is like a melody
It won't leave my head
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
Haunted
Your soul is haunting me
Telling me everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
And there's no remedy for memory
Your face is like a melody
It won't leave my head
