Pit in my stomach.
Boiling like a boiler
Head first into the empty pool
Nothing is feels good.
Nothing feels clean.
I just wanna let go of everything.
Misery oh misery I seem to have a thing for your company.
No need to feel sorry for me.
I did this constantly.
Consciously, I feel the honesty of my situtuation
Agitation leads me to want some kind of sedation.
Reconciliation is not an option.
I am my worst enemy.
I will leave silently and serenity will be the recipe that will help me
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