Death Within
I lay and think of ways to kill myself, yet I haven't found anyway to kill me. This I know cause I am already dead. I am only looking for a way to physically kill myself, because I am dead on the inside. I am as dead inside that anyone could possibly ever be. So I lay and wonder to myself, why physically kill myself when all I am is an empty body with no reason for living, except for others to have someone to hurt and abuse as they see fit. So why am I still here breathing physically and awake.
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