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I'm sittin here
trying to keep my grip
on reality
I'm losing air
and can't escape
what the hell am I supposed to do?
Sometimes, you lose your way
and sometimes, you can't break free
escaping the pain,
is a neverending battle
wish I could just
end it all....

Author notes

guess I am in a dark place... maybe thats why I can't think of a title... and this piece is a work in progress...I don't feel that it's quite finished...