edge of existence

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it's 3:00 am
and i'm sitting here
thinking that one thought
that has gripped itself
around my neck,
as it forces me
to write these words
on a paper now stained
with tears and blood
i choke on the question
is this all that my life is?
and then i see the truth
it is that, my youth
will never be anything
but pathetic

// suicide notes at 3 a.m 

— selene ☽