I wanted to die so I walked
the streets, causally, down pathways of darkness
during the light of day.
waiting for this drug called depression to take effect
and make weigh,
as if carrying these burdens weren't enough.
journeys through the medulla oblongata,
to my dismay, only straightened the senses
of the keen, kindred spirit that taunted me to end my life.
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