Tue, 08/04/2015 - 03:00 -- Zmthall

Life changes and everything about me is new.
But there's one thing that's always stayed the same...
I still hate myself the same as yesterday,
and I still think of death like it's unavoidable.
It's easy to hide misery behind a smile,
especially if misery is your norm.
Anything that you become familiarized with is easy to forget,
and misery definitely fits this list.
All the pain I've ever felt has became a norm,
and until I save me from myself I will never be happy.
It doesn't even have to be me.
I just need someone to get me out of this rut,
because I don't think I can do it myself anymore.
I've tried so many times in the past,
but since I've become familiarized with my demons it's hard to turn back....

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