Understanding Myself; Take me away: Poetry

Only I can understand myself,
Only I can look at my reflection and spot my flaws.

Only I know what it means to be drained of life and all things good

To say I'm perfect would be an understatement,

I wish I was; maybe if I was, I wouldn't hate myself.
I hate the air that goes into my lungs making this rusted heart pump not blood but poison in me.

Every day is a struggle and a battle just to rise up the next day with the sun.

Oh how I wish the night sky would fall on me like a blanket,
Wrapping me and sending me to the deepest part of the earth.

I'm a coward, in as much as I hate life, I can't kill myself.

To the depths of my despair,
My life is a prison I can but wish to escape.
Six feet and away, a life awaits me.
With anguish for breakfast, loss of blood for lunch and anti-depressants for dinner,
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Take me to a world that perfectly describes my desolate life,
Take me to the nightmares I now call dreams,
Take me away from herein this torture where masks are my perfect cover.
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