What’s the point of continuing on
When dying feels like such a beautiful song
It will lift the fog that holds these empty days
Allowing, maybe, a smile to grace my face
long, heavy thoughts drain my strength
depression beyond control yesterday and today
like a patient I am slave to a bed in one place
without even strength to window gaze
I want it to end this life of suffering
Hoping all the time to just more than nothing
Nothing, never just impossible feelings
That transcend beyond my physical dwelling
The only solution that I continue to see
Is To end this life that is miserably me
Randy Sturridge
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