You never really lose the feeling of pain
You just get so used to it.......it only ends up making you drained
The process of getting used to the feeling
Fabricates an illusion as though you healing
In hopes that,that will slowly be a true perception
And not a fictitious notion
Well....
The process may be on going
Yet questioning if the outcome is worth knowing
'Cause the feeling is stagnant
As though the ground pulls down the movement like a magnet
It doesn't last forever
But the fluctuation in duration
Leads to a relinquishment in endeavour
Proceeding to sink in the foundation
Laid for motivation
....
See the feeling never stays. There will always be those days where you feel so good ......got you thinking maybe it is just a faze
Yeah"this too shall pass" but the constant back and forth ,reminiscing .....how long will this last?...
A battle between both worlds
A start of new wars
Ha...well let the collision begin
A fight that's held within
With a facade and close gaurd only waiting to sin
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SUICIDE NOTE
Poetrysuicide note is a book of lyrical poems Basically trying to leave a note of the stages that took place leading to a decision
