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If your out there now
Then please tell me how.
There is a hole where my heart is,
But I’m still alive.
It hurts tremendously,
And there’s no way to be free.
Locked in a cage of my own design,
And no one sees cause I’ve fallen behind.
This stabbing pain has me crying
And I hope no one thinks I’m lying.
I’m not sure they even hear cause
My yells for help are quiet.
I will not fake my want for escape
From this hollow, sinking, numbing pain.
I would rather stand 4 days out
In a freezing, pouring, stinging rain.
Is it all in my head?
To be honest I’d rather be dead.
But there’s no escaping now
Unless someone could show me how.