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Mind is racing,
I can’t seem to turn back
Nothing helps
My thoughts are jumbled
I have no where to turn
Every corner turns into a dead end
I’m stuck
The wall will not budge
The air is thick
I can not breathe
I'm gasping now
I'm on my knees
Clutching my throat
Fighting for air
Why is it that life is so unfair?
Why does it have to play these games,
Of give and take?
Building inside me
Is this intense feeling of hate
I can’t take it anymore
It must come to an end
If you’ll excuse me
I have some business to tend
I have an appointment you see
Death awaits me...