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The Struggle
I'm broken, beaten down. I've crumbled. I have turned to dust.
I've collapsed and given in to self-hate, sin and lust
I'm reaching for the bottle, an attempt to quench my thirst
For SOME kind of relief. If only DEATH would take me first.
I've LOST my sense of power. I've surRENdered all control.
I'm no longer making choices that could save my soul.
I've abandoned healing. I'm too tired to go on.
I'VE lost my ambition. All my faith and hope are gone.
I'm at the very bottom and yet I'm still sinking fast.
I knew that all the progress I had made would never last.
No matter how far up I climb. I cannot reach the top.
I always slip and fall and maybe this time I'll just stop
Trying to get up again. I think I'll just stay down.
Someone cover me with dirt and put me underground.
Self-pity is my new best friend. It's staying overnight.
We won't sleep at all. We'll stay up all night long and fight
Until there's no one standing. Then the sun will rise and shine
And somehow all of this will pass and I will be just fine. 🤣
Namaskar
Received 7.3.26 from That which knows.
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The Struggle
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