I suffer in silence.
I know no other way.
My dark place is close now but
She never left,
not really.
I like to pretend I'm brave
But if I were,
I would simply end.
I would no longer exist.
Instead I linger in this hell
I created for myself.
I did this to myself.
I conjured up this demon.
And now I pray,
To one day be brave.
To one day, simply not exist.
Written March 12th 2013
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