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numbeyesopen26

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Jun 27, 2025
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I wrote a poem about how I feel:

As I write this, my eyes are open.
I don't feel anything, only numb and broken.
I no longer care how it ends, I realise
Life is not for me, I don't want to be alive.
Life isn't made for everyone.
Life is never fairly won,
I've never felt so alone
It is just me on my own,
They say I need to be different to make it, I wished,
How can I tell them tell them I don't want to exist.
Everyone wants me to fight and to trust?
I believe the devil walks among us, corrupt.
My heart doesn't believe in religion, a story made up
To help people cope with what comes after and to make a buck.
I hope it is darkness to keep,
A beautiful darkness of sleep.
As a kid, I can survive.
Movies and songs from my childhood make me feel alive.
My inner happiness.
I wish we stayed young, no sadness.
I am suffering since I'm 12. I'm too old.
Calmness will take over me with my eyes closed.
 
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