they will hate you,
they will scorn you.
hang in there,
hold on.
because,
at the end of the day,
it will be alright.
everything,
will be alright.
It's so easy to just fall into sorrow.
fall into this endless abyss,
of self-pity,
depression,
of hate,
and lone.
where every sad song
is the song of your life.
where your friends
become your enemies.
where you find out,
the only person you trust,
is you.
where your love no longer exists,
because there is no longer anyone left.
so instead,
you turn to alcohol,
to whiskey,
to vodka.
to tears,
to sleep.
because in them
solace appears.
as a horned devil,
no doubt.
but solace,
nonetheless.
so you run
into its embrace,
and die,
contented,
escaping the world.
I want to let go.
I want to fall,
down the endless hole.
Please let me fall.
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