out of the darkness

wanting to give up on life
trying to find a way out
running around in circles
always arriving at the same depressing conclusion
sick of living
sick of lying to myself
that it'll get better
wishing there was someone to call
someone to cry to.
someone to hold me through the night.
waiting for a hand to reach out from the darkness
hoping that when it happens
if it happens
i'll have the sense to grab hold of it
and hold on for dear life.

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