There is nothing worse than the feeling of hopelessness—  

It eats you alive, chip by chip, piece by piece

Until the light flickers out  

Leaving only darkness.  

A vast, devouring void

Swallowing thoughts, feelings, memories

Until nothing remains but numbness.  

Silence settles in.  

And then—death.  

I've been dead for as long as I can remember.  

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However do I spill this?

Do you see how thin I look?

My eyes are blind

I hear loud noises every now and then

Like a train of loaded thoughts passing through my brain.

Yes, I also can't breathe well on Fridays 

When I see Mr. Renfield

Feeding his mule

With grass from our farm.

When I decide to take my life

You'll know

That all along

The signs were there- 

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