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demon_inheaven

Endless

I'm a failure, aren't I?

My body is fully functional, my intelligence unlimited and my creativity overflowing.

But I am a failure, am I not?

My reflection looks at me with disgust and in my chest always forges a heavy feeling that brings salty tears.

I am sure that I am a failure.

My mind covers my world with a gray veil and causes me blindness. I want to see the bright side but the abyss consumes me. I have the power in me to surface and breathe fresh air, but not the will to do so.

I am the failure.

What a confusing outcome, for I am the failure of my own mind game. And this cruel world takes advantage of such misfortune as it allows me to be the victim of my own villain. I seek a savior who does not exist for it who possesses the solution refuses to give it to me, who can stop it sits in a corner wallowing in its pain.

There is no end, is there?

No, there is not. But there is a way out, which does not exist. I can defeat those feelings, but I am weak. I have everything in my hands, but it slips through my fingers. There is no end...there is no end.