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- Jan 20, 2020
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I am so tired, I am so weak.
I am shaky, I am anxious.
I am leery and uncertain.
I'm never the same me as yesterday. I don't know me tomorrow, either.
I love you, I hate you. I don't even know if I truly know you.
Are your intentions good? Or they're probably bad. Everyone must hate me.
I can't save everyone. Oh, I really, really want to save everyone.
I'm so honest, but I am hurt.
I didn't mean to lie, but I am hurt.
I am prepared, but I am scared.
I am ready to breathe my final goodbye, but there's much left to do.
My lowest moments are screaming... "just go. The rest can wait. Or sit, and stale."
The rope is never tight enough around my neck.
And oddly, she feels good.
Oh but, I need it to feel bad. And so she brings me back again.
And I decide; I am prepared, but I am scared.
And the voices remind me:
"Instead
Take your pills.
Stir your poison."
I am shaky, I am anxious.
I am leery and uncertain.
I'm never the same me as yesterday. I don't know me tomorrow, either.
I love you, I hate you. I don't even know if I truly know you.
Are your intentions good? Or they're probably bad. Everyone must hate me.
I can't save everyone. Oh, I really, really want to save everyone.
I'm so honest, but I am hurt.
I didn't mean to lie, but I am hurt.
I am prepared, but I am scared.
I am ready to breathe my final goodbye, but there's much left to do.
My lowest moments are screaming... "just go. The rest can wait. Or sit, and stale."
The rope is never tight enough around my neck.
And oddly, she feels good.
Oh but, I need it to feel bad. And so she brings me back again.
And I decide; I am prepared, but I am scared.
And the voices remind me:
"Instead
Take your pills.
Stir your poison."