"chasing death"
verb: the act of desperately needing to be free from all worldly troubles.
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For how long must I try?
To find you in my darkest hours,
Hours I feel held behind bars.
Tried different ways to make it all okay,
Tried searching for the happier day,
Nothing seems to come though,
And it leaves me so broken and hollow,
Because I prefer you as the better option,
The ultimate end to it all.
They tell us, "Life is short, live it to your fullest everyday."
They tell us, "Be happy in your own way."
But, oh, little do they know, not everyone can live as they say.
I use my smile as a disguise,
To cover all the pain I hide,
And one day, I'll let everyone know,
That people are not as happy as they show.
They may have different questions,
But their final answer remains the same.
They all hunt for that Everlasting Peace,
Getting over with all troubles at ease,
They want to let it all out in their last breath,
Because for people like me,
Life is all about Chasing Death.
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i wrote this sixteen days after my thirteenth birthday, please excuse the hormonal vibes that you're definitely getting.
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