After all the paths I've walked
Despair has no end, never...
It's like barbed wires around my heart
Making constriction as a form of false relief
For what seems to be the greater "good" lifestyle ahead
A hatred that I can permit myself to feel
Frustration in form of a huge pain in the soul
Eroding every space of my mind as a dense mist of solitude
And hope almost null.

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