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What happens when you're in the dark?
Stuck there for much longer the any living creature should be?
How do you escape?
They all say that things will get better,
I just have to keep fighting.
Well, they used to, not anymore.
Now they don't pretend to know what I feel.
They don't pretend to have been in the hole I now sit in.
Now, they realize all they can do is ask, listen, and nod;
That's only if I answer, though.

She once told me that I don't even know the half of it,
of what i'm going through.
Whatever I feel, she feels, only twice as hard.
The odassity, hit me like bricks.
I lost control of the monster I was trying so hard to contain.
Lashed out at her emotions, and tore her to shreds.
Then I asked her again, if she could still say what she said.

It's a losing fight,
but I'll continue, I'll try.
I've lost all motivation, and I've just about lost all hope.

They don't pretend to feel what I feel.
Don't pretend to have been where I am.
They've finally realized all they can do is ask, listen, and nod;
That's only if I answer, though.





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