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For days i have been like this

Blinded by illusions and drunken emotion

Body numb from smoke

Skin cold

The sky pours misery

Drenching me with depression

Constantly unconscious

Running away

My eyes blurred within the comotion

Dark memories of abuse

Voices echoing within

Closing in myself I can feel me collapsing

Colliding

Falling

And eventually landing

As I near the end

The ground is jagged and sharp

So this isn't finished

Even when death arises

This soul of mine continues to sink deeper

Plundging in