Sunshine warms my face
as I wake up once again.
I tread this bitter battleground
awaiting my bloody end.
Distantly I hear a scream;
A piercing wail in the night.
I wipe my tear filled eyes
and march onward to the fight.
I plaster on my smile
to hide my shattered soul.
I hide my abysmal thoughts
so the world will never know.
But I am falling to despair.
Suicidal thoughts keep turning.
The darkness ensnares.
No fire within me burning.
An endless abyss;
Just an empty talking shell.
A soulless body treading
this bitter battleground of hell.
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