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My Horrible, Painful Existence


If there is a hell, it would be my life
If there even was a perfect cell, it would be my reality.
If pain were existence, it would be mine.
If loneliness were a person, it would be me

My body exists merely to sustain my pain
My soul, to make me think I’m strong
My eyes to see my tortured existence
My ears to hear my cries
My fingers to feel the nothingness
My mouth, to taste the fetid air

Why am I to be so alone?
Why must I live in sadness, in woe?
If this be hell, may I die.
If this be life, then let it end.
If this is all I have, then I let it go.
Because hell, torture, and pain is all I know.

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