Dying inside is painful as you feel whom you love the most despises you, as you see that your life is full of awkwardness, as everyone tells you that you're weird.
Dying inside is sorrow as you experience your own funeral, as you experience the darkness of death alive...horrifying feelings is what I feel. Dying inside youself is exasperating as you wait for the end to come, as you hold your breath because the anxious feeling is eating you away...
....but nontheless you want to believe and hope for better days to come.
(something written yrs. ago)
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