The Strength it Takes

The strength it takes to stay alive makes me itch and scratch inside.

My eyes pouring with doubt and self-blame makes my life feel like such a fucking shame.

The mistakes made take stabs at my heart and it doesn’t take much anymore for me to fall apart.

 

Reaching out to the few who care all while regretting every moment I decide to share.

A text, a phone call, a visit to mend, all of this time alone all time I enjoy to spend.

Falling deeper and darker into my souls despair, the strength it takes to stay alive is getting too hard to bear.

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