We live moment to moment,
yet memories make us,
who we are,
the day to day things,
slowly build up,
untill nothings left,
but creeping madness,
in my mind,
i am dead,
there is no way,
to save me,
to help me now,
too far gone,
death is my only release,
though fear keeps me here,
afraid that even death,
will not end the pain,
why cant the thoughts stop comming,
they hurt my mind,
if there is a god,
i beg him for an end,
to the pain and sadness within,
but no one listens,
they just laugh and grin,
even though,
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