End of the rope, Hope; it's giving up on what was meant to be. Why make this wait any longer if you cannot decide what's worth it? Let it flow out of your mouth what has been lingering for quite some time now. Thoughts of happiness are fading away or was it all an illiuison?
Time is no longer a friend as it laughs at all the wasted time. Such a mess, a deep pool of sorrow, sadness for this failure. Why keep the charades if there is no possibility for happiness?
Lies just to keep everyone close because too afraid to move forward alone. What has this soul become to think it cannot stand on its own?
Fooling oneself there are such things as love, happiness or trusts in others. Nothing but a fool, that's what it is. The end of the rope is nearly here...
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