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I rise with the moon & fall like the sun.

Is this what I’ve become?

Grasping for air.

Reaching for hope.

Longing for breath.

Hands drawn blank.

As I feel the earth shake.

The ground beneath me begins to crumble.

Purge this world of its self-inflicted agony.

Just always wanting something more.

To tread this vast existence is just a fleeting thought.

Falling deeper & deeper into the cracks.

Losing my grip on any reality.

All I know is this life is mundane & completely bleak.

I am no longer one with humanity.

A burden on the earth.

End this misery. I have no worth.

Plagued with misanthropic intent.

Absent of empathy & calculated on everlasting misery.

Break my sanity.

For I am not living. No longer trying. Not a human being...

I rise with the moon & fall like the sun.

Is this what I’ve become?

Crushed by the weight of this world.

A damn creature a life alone.

My hatred of this plight keeps me warm.