And in the silence of the night,
Holding on with all my might,
Was the broken pieces of me.

I whispered sweet nothings to myself,
Hoping to fix myself,
Only to be left a screaming mess...

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And the night seemed quieter,
The minutes longer,
My screams louder,
The pain,
The pain was beyond words.

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Is it too late?
Is the dark tunnel too deep?
Did I let it go too far?
Am I past repair?
Are the good days around?
Or are only bad days around?
Can I find myself again?
Or do I lose myself, one last time, again.

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We have our battles,
We have our demons,
The question that arises,
Is simple,
How much are we ready to compromise to win the battle?

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I begged,
For it to end, I begged,
For it to stop, I begged,
To be heard, I begged,
To have humanity, I begged,
Lost were my self respect and dignity,
Something to haunt me for infinity...

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Everytime you break down,
With every broken part,
You yearn for death,
But when death awaits at your doorstep,
You fear,
You fear the words unsaid,
The things undone,
The memories forgotten,
And more...
Even the most assertive,
Cannot deny death, can they?

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Maybe I should pop that pill,
Maybe I should cut a tad deeper,
Maybe I should jump from a little higher,
Maybe it would stop the voices,
Maybe it would stop the pain,
What if it doesn't?
Maybe doing it won't stop it,
Is it worth the risk?

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The walls close in,
Skin prickling with unwanted touches,
Screams loud but into a void,
Overwhelmed with every thought,
While the walls move,
Adding chaos with every breath.

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And in the moment,
When the waves,
Kissed the shore her hello and goodbye,
I felt my heart hurt and heal,
The unwanted hands,
Disappeared for that moment,
What lay ahead was the sun,
The waves,
Their symphony,
And the quiet whimpers,
Of my soul... — % &

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He is like the breathtaking waves,
Quite screams in silence,
Leaving his presence everywhere he goes,
Marking every place he goes,
In silent carvings,
Often ignored by eyes,
Captured in the memories,
Silent whispers,
Silently etched... — % &

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