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Can'T Cope No More
Can't take no more I just can't cope anymore, The pain is debilitating, The addiction consuming, Both exhausting. The dark corners of my mind are closing in, there all I can see clearly, The demonic whispers fill my ears loudly, I feel the reaper staring at me, his watchful glare burning, I wonder what he foresees, He watches waiting for me from his lair, He desires my delicious death, He thinks I'm unaware, Part of Me wishes to Grant his wilful wants, Maybe freedom lies in giving him the correct response, No one could care less they don't understand it's relentless, Another flare up here we go again, As i lay lame they have the audacity to complain, Need more morphine why can't she just abstain, They spit with such destruction and distain, And they wonder why my mind is so full of Darkness rain and thunder, Dying doesn't scare me anymore, But being alive without living, I can't do it I desire more, It's something I cannot continue to go on and ignore, This fear terrifies me so much more than knocking on death's door, Death seems a sweet sound of serenity a sound I pray for, Just to feel free from this pain that I cannot continue to endure, Pretend pity and false worry anger and aggravate me, The insincere statements hide their sly sinister lies they decree, They whisper behind my back without knowledge or understanding, Explanations seem to land on deaf ears confounding, Am I a damned being left to simply exist on this plane in pain, How am I to fight for my life without a cure to gain, Please I beg I pray save me from being the Walking Dead, Help me raise from this pit this coffin I'm left two lie in rotting away in my betraying bed.
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