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I'm sitting here

Thinking.

And trying not to

Kill myself.



I want to so badly

It would be bliss

And I wouldn't have to go through

All this pain and suffering



I am physically and emotionally

Drained to do anything, but

Sit and be beat and insulted

Helpless.

Defenseless.



I watch the clock slowly tick away

My life.

My precious time.



Every time I try

To be strong and bold

I get knocked to the floor

Roughly and told to stay there.



My spirit has been broken

And my sanity is slowly

Slipping away



Time passes and I'm

More alone than before

I watch the sun set

From my window and

Cry. I'm so alone.



I want to be better. To heal.

If that's possible.

What have I done to

Push everyone away?



Did they finally see who I am?

My ugliness and stupidity?

Or did they just get bored,

And not want me around?



Too bad they don't see

How much I miss them

I'm falling apart.

Breaking.



Please save me

Before it's too late.