My Shattered Mind

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My mind is filled with despair,
as my hands started to pull my hair,
I should've known it was all a dare,
but this burden is too much to bear.

My mind has discerning thoughts,
Thoughts filled with self-harm and craziness,
thinking about sounds of bullet shots,
my mind cannot escape this loneliness.

My time is counted as my blood drips away,
on the tiles where my body lays,
where my body will start to decay,
where my body will stay for days.

Please don't save me for this life is mine,
my only way to have some peace of mind,
in my life where the sun will never shine,
The only way to save my shattered mind.

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