As I sit here dwelling in strife I think about my worthless life. I ponder if I should end it all, Instead of watch my sanity fall. A simple deed and all is done, To save myself from everyone. Sever my tie with this mortal coil, To my new home beneath the soil.
Reason for writing:
A poem that I wrote when I was in the depths of despair.
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