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I feel so much pain

Vaulted inside,

I feel so much pain 

Till the point I don't cry,

I'm getting tired & tired

I'm losing grip & focus,

I'm losing family & friends 

This depression chain never ends,

I always question myself 

Should I let go? 

Should I forget the remains? 

& go find a rope,

& put myself in a position

Where I could lose my life,

I'm so tired of walking 

through this hell world!!

nobody cares for you like a 

Irresponsible individual with no life,

but writing poems is a life

I'm done questioning myself

Followers do bloom, 

in a happy mood, if I'm staying prideful & love myself,

nobody knows 

what you vault in the inside 

I'm so tired, I'm so tired,