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pulling hair

out of my head

I can't see what's in front of me

the past is

blurry through the

eyes but

fresh in my mind

I can't escape it

it's with me

wherever I go

the guilt

the pain

the hate

blood spurting out of

my heart

it had to be sooner

or later

it couldn't take much

more lies

or broken promises

I'm dying

and it feels like

it's about time

for me to go

I know you're trying

hard to get me back

to you

for you

but this life hurts

too much

and even though

this world isn't yours

doesn't mean

that the faithful ones

should suffer

it's not fair

so

let me go to hell

and burn

it would feel better

than the life you have

given to me

the life with no purpose

the life that was eternal damnation

the life

that is gone

now

and

forever