Nothing can describe this emptyness
Never reaching chasms
As if falling continously
Unscared, unworried
Nothingness, air passes by
No sound
Turning and turning
I want to feel
To drive a jagged rock through my body
To suffer real pain
Fear to impose
Adrenaline to envelop
Outer body outer mind
I can only look on
This pointless solitude
Cannot be helped
Cannot be heard
Patheticness
Pityful screaming inside
Let me fall
I am
Unsavable
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