Poem -

Up and Down the Stairs

Each day I grow weaker, The color lost within my eyes.
Ive been pushed too far away now, Im far too deep to rise. 
I pull these legs forward. A smile, my disguise.

Does it phase you? I am shattered.
My mind and thoughts are scattered. 
My heart is bruised and battered.

Inject me with your poison, So I can suffer along
everyone's misfortune and the fate of what went wrong. 
Condemn me to the blackest depths, Where I live,
Where I belong.

Wait.

But this feeling, its so euphoric
I am content, I am numb.
It takes away the pain I hold, back when I was young and dumb.

I am sinking very slowly, This is at my own will.
This absence will consume me, I live for this thrill.
Please take this burden from me..
Kill it, kill kill.

I am swimming in this blackness, it is my inner being.
I never want this void to end, never knowing, Never seeing

The war and peace coexisting,
The anger inside of me, always persisting.
The never ending question,
Why am I here? Why am I existing?

Stop.

I am alive to this demon, Which has made me so blind.
Succumbing to the poison that kills my body and my mind.
I dont want to live this life, So repetitive, unrefined.

Take me away, to someplace far and new
I am assigned to this wall, I want to break through.
I am crawling, Im trying,
Thats the best that I can do.

Im tired of being sick.
This sicknesses will subdue.

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