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Sadness.
Anguish.
I feel the emptyness as a roaring tiger.
Missing things,
Missing people,
Deceiving myself.
Self betrayal.
Unfulfilled expectations.
Too many things left behind,
Too many people abandoned,
Everything for my own sake.
And now this hole.
This infinite black space.
It's too much,
It's just too much.
Every day is a burden,
Every hour is a different fight,
Against my will,
Against my fears.
At this point words are not enough.
I'm on a rollercoaster.
I want to get down,
from this never ending trip...
Just one step away,
Everything is different.
Every face becomes unknown.
Years devoted to try,
Try harder,
and try over and over again.
I'm just one step away from the finishing line,
And I wonder,
What will I find
When my moment comes,
And I have to jump from the cliff.