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Jan 2020 · 26
why
Empire Jan 2020
why
What’s the difference
If my wrist is intact
Or bleeding?
Does it even matter?
It’s not like anyone notices anyway
I can’t remember why I’m fighting
It’s sure as hell not for myself
Dec 2019 · 174
new year
Empire Dec 2019
Two years ago today
I was a slave of compulsion
A victim of disorder
This was when it all went wrong

A year ago today
I was high
Finally I could see beyond the pain
I was hopeful
I was happy
I was healing
Or maybe it was just the drugs

Today
I’m still breathing
Allowing myself to survive another night
My thoughts are entangled with darkness
Hope is nearly gone
The sun hasn’t even set
But I’ve already wanted to cut
Already contacted suicide prevention

Maybe in a year
Things will be better
Assuming
Of course
I’ve stuck around
Dec 2019 · 86
Needing
Empire Dec 2019
Why does everything make my heart ache?
Is there nothing that’s not painful?
I’m tired and I’m lonely and I’m hurting
And I just need some rest
I need relief
Why can’t anything
Numb the pain
Dec 2019 · 212
But I Could...
Empire Dec 2019
tw: self harm


It’s 3 am
I could sleep
I really should just sleep
But if I wanted to...
If I wanted to take out the knife...
I could
And honestly
I’m just waiting
For some part of me to give way
So either I am forced to sleep
Or allowed to cut
Would someone push me over the edge so I can just cut already??
Dec 2019 · 430
Repeat
Empire Dec 2019
tw: self harm


There’s this noise
It’s on repeat
In my head
And it’s whispering
In the back of my mind

do it again
                  cut deeper this time
   don’t you want to see the blood?
                       don’t you want to feel the pain?
        you want it.              i know.
                         just pull out the knife
              clean it
and release

Dec 2019 · 147
Playlist
Empire Dec 2019
It’s bizarre
I knew these songs would remind me
Of everything I went through then...
When I couldn’t eat
When I thought I was going to die
But for some reason...
I hit shuffle
And despite the painful memories
The flashbacks
Disorientation
Forgetting I’m not still there
Despite all that
I’m too intrigued to change songs
Listening to some old music I had thought could save me... perhaps it’s the ******* in me
Dec 2019 · 60
When?
Empire Dec 2019
tw: self harm


I’m ready to go home and bleed
It’s relaxing
Calming
De-stressing

How did I get here?
When did self damage become normal?
When did hurting myself become coping?
When did I decide that was better?
When did it become a habit?
When did it become a craving?
When did it become an addiction?
Dec 2019 · 86
Don’t remind me
Empire Dec 2019
Are there things that don’t hurt?
Are there things that don’t make me angry?
Are there things that don’t remind me I’m empty?
Do you have to remind me?
Do you have to remind me?
Do you have to remind me???
I see it
I feel it
I know I’m alone
I know I don’t want to be alive
I know my heart is cold
I know I’m unlovable
I know
I know
I KNOW
SO STOP REMINDING ME
Dec 2019 · 75
Untitled
Empire Dec 2019
I don’t want to be alive

But I’m not supposed to die
Dec 2019 · 192
Nowhere
Empire Dec 2019
There's nowhere safe anymore
Home was never safe, but I used to be able to pretend
School was safe, but I keep falling further behind
Work was safe, but everyone is leaving me
Church was safe, but politics and pretense destroyed it

So now
I find myself wounded
In need of shelter
To heal
To rest
To recover

But there's nowhere left
Dec 2019 · 215
Life Cycle
Empire Dec 2019
Is this how life is going to be?
Am I just going to be hurt over and over again?
Am I going to watch everyone I love leave me?
Am I always going to be restless and lonely?

I don't know if I can survive another blow
I've been wounded again and again
Life's punching bag
And every time I've started to heal
Every time I find something safe
It's torn away from me
Stolen from my grasp
Leaving me more damaged
More traumatized

I'm in this endless cycle
And if this is what life is like
I want no part in it
I've lost yet another person I'd begun to love
Dec 2019 · 252
I'm Alone
Empire Dec 2019
You're all going to leave me, aren't you...
I see now...
I can't get close...
I can't feel safe...
Because they'll always leave me
Every time
As soon as I feel really secure
They'll be ripped away
I just don't... I don't get it....

I JUST NEED EVERYTHING TO

STOP

MOVING


Just... just for a moment
I've got to get my bearings
But I'm just...

I'm alone
Dec 2019 · 176
Consequences
Empire Dec 2019
Child,
You needed to learn
Your actions have consequences
But you should never
Ever
Have had to learn
That losing the love
Losing the acceptance
Of the people you admire and respect
Would be one of them
For Ally
Dec 2019 · 137
You’re Blind
Empire Dec 2019
I’m sad and empty
Everything you all do ****** me off
Because you’re all so blind
You don’t see I’m dying in front of you
And if you’d just bother to look up
For one moment
You’d see that I’m really really not okay
Everything you get angry about
These are symptoms
Because I’m ill
And you’re so stupid
So selfish
That you just can’t see it
You can’t see me
Which simply confirms the suspicion
I am alone.
Dec 2019 · 144
How do people do it?
Empire Dec 2019
How do people do it?
How do they stay alive?
There’s nothing there
There’s nothing here
It’s cold and it’s empty
It’s lonely here
I’m so... I’m so alone...
And it’s breaking me
Because I can’t see it
I can’t see myself being happy
I can’t see myself loving someone
I can’t see myself with a career
I can’t see myself smiling sincerely again
Because every **** thing inside me
It’s in agony
It hurts to see people laugh
It hurts to see them together
It hurts to see them motivated
It hurts to see them hope
It hurts to see them love
Because it’s such a deeply painful reminder
That I don’t have those things
And I don’t think I ever will
I see myself alone
Struggling
Medicated
And perpetually suffering

So I just... I just don’t get it...
How do people do it?
How do they stay alive?
How do they enjoy anything?
I don’t.... I don’t understand...
Dec 2019 · 51
Late
Empire Dec 2019
How did it get so late...
I’m hardly tired
I just want to do something bad
I need... I think I need the pills
They’ll bring the escape of sleep to me
They’ll quiet the noise
Though the noise... it’s an old friend
And I’d hate to ask it to leave so soon...
Dec 2019 · 316
Rapid Decline
Empire Dec 2019
My heart aches
I can’t survive being alone
It’s such an empty existence
Everything is meaningless
No one is around to care
But I’m really ill
And I’m only getting worse
What do you expect
When the invalid is left
To care for herself?

I’m working
I’m trying
I take my medicine
I bandage my own wounds
But the more I patch myself up
The more I wonder why it matters
Why should I bother getting better
If no one even noticed I was ill...
If no one seems to care...
If I don’t really care anymore...
I don’t really care to see myself get better anymore... I don’t care if I have a future or not...
Dec 2019 · 162
Bleeding Again
Empire Dec 2019
tw: self harm


Instant
Powerful
Relief
To just
Stop
Fighting
And drag
The blade
Across
The
Wrist
Forgot how much I like that....
Dec 2019 · 262
x-acto
Empire Dec 2019
tw: self harm


What a feeling
What a ******* rush
Just to hold it
To wrap my fingers around the cold handle
To know what it could do
Knowing what it has done
Adrenaline release
Anticipation
But also... comfort
It feels so nice... so right
Resting in my palm
And I know I shouldn’t...
But I kinda wanna use it...
Haven’t cut for nearly two weeks now... but man it’s on my mind...
Dec 2019 · 112
I don’t like it...
Empire Dec 2019
I don’t like it
The taste of split pills
Bitter and sickening
I don’t like it
The feeling in my stomach
When doses change
I don’t like it
Knowing I’ll feel better
Once I swallow
Like I’m invalidating myself
I don’t like all these pills
But I can’t part with them
And honestly
I’m just so ******* fed up
With dealing with myself
Dec 2019 · 347
Sad
Empire Dec 2019
Sad
Why does everything make me sad...
Good things make me sad...
Seeing people happy makes me ache
Everywhere I’m in pain
Because I really don’t feel okay
And I know people are figuring things out
They’re finding reasons to be alive
And every time I see them
Enjoying being alive
I am reminded
That I don't want to be
Dec 2019 · 229
Ache
Empire Dec 2019
My head ******* hurts
I took a lot of drugs
And drank
And I’m ******* dehydrated
And it just hurts
But i don’t think I could be bothered to do anything about it
Tbh I’m just mad I’m too drowsy to cut
Dec 2019 · 207
Lull
Empire Dec 2019
I want to cut
I want to cry
I want to break down
But it would seem
The alcohol would like instead
To lull me to sleep
And I want to let it
But I don’t want to sleep away this opportunity
Dec 2019 · 48
Too Sober
Empire Dec 2019
I’m too sober
My head’s too clear
Only had a bit to drink
And it’s nice
But it’s not nearly enough
Things don’t hurt as much
I feel nicer
Less burdened
But I’m still too sober
I want more
I want to go further
I want to be out of control
I want dizziness
I want to feel unbalanced
But this will have to suffice
Even though I’m way too sober
What an annoying age

*Morning update: I wasn’t very sober
Dec 2019 · 297
Dressed Up
Empire Dec 2019
She dressed herself up
Did her hair
Perfected her makeup
Then she looked in the mirror
And smiled at her corpse
Really hate holidays...
Dec 2019 · 57
Days
Empire Dec 2019
She goes about her days
Covering the lines on her wrist
The marks left by her illness
Its manifestation on her skin

She swallows some tablets
Cause they might help
Maybe something will feel better
And she can get out of her rut

But it would seem
The world around her grows dark
Her vision of a future blurs
Distorts and fades

The days before her are dark
They’re full of fear and suffering
She can’t hope for better days
She can’t pray anymore

She’s at the mercy of her disease
Being crushed under its weight
Surrendered to its power
Alone, ill, and injured

She dreads the days ahead
She hates the fact of her life
She’d rather she was gone
She’d really rather be gone
Dec 2019 · 54
This Problem
Empire Dec 2019
You told me to throw them away
Get rid of all the extra pills
And when you said that,
I nodded,
But in my heart I realized
I have a problem

Those bottles are my insurance
My backup plan
In case things get too bad
I want them close
Within reach
I want them to remain an option

I’ve approximated their quantities
Guessed the effects
Tried to research
But to no avail

I just... I have this problem
I want hurting myself to remain an option
If I need it
If it comes to that
I want to know I can

And I don’t think that’s good....
Dec 2019 · 219
Help is Broken
Empire Dec 2019
Everything
Is
Broken
Help
Is
Broken
I
Am
Broken
Can’t even get through to crisis services
Dec 2019 · 63
Untitled
Empire Dec 2019
The medicine is making me ill
I can’t eat
But she told me I need to
The drugs are just ******* with me
But sure
They’ll fix me
Eventually
I just have to not **** myself
In the meantime
I’m just sick
I’m numb
I’m cold
I’m so ******* alone
I don’t want any more drugs
I just want to be okay
And if I can’t handle it...
If I can’t take it
This might be it.
They all tell me
Over and over and over and over and over
They believe in me
I can do it
But I don’t want to
This is not a struggle I want to endure
Dec 2019 · 88
Where Have You Gone??
Empire Dec 2019
Where the **** were you
Where have you been??
While I’ve been suffering
I’ve been in pain
I’ve needed you
And you weren’t there.
You promised me.
And I know it’s my fault
I know I walked away
But don’t you care??
Don’t you see?
Can’t you tell I’m breaking??
Where the hell did you go?
Where are you when I’m suffering?
When it’s so ******* intense
My only relief comes
As blood runs down my wrist
You aren’t there.
You’re not there when I need you
Why should I trust you?
How could I trust you??
God, where the **** have you gone
Dec 2019 · 202
A Suicidal Mind
Empire Dec 2019
A suicidal mind
Can only see death
Can only feel pain
It’s blind to hope
Numb to happiness
Like the good has turned grey
And soon it’s lost in the dark

Pain can bring comfort
Distraction
Relief
So sometimes they bleed
Or otherwise destroy themselves

Health seems futile
Why would one want to prolong this?
Why would you want to stay longer?
Why eat? Why drink? Why bathe?
Breathing is annoying
Heartbeats are infuriating

I think... I think at some point
I had wanted a future
But now... now I just want out
I just have to get out
Thinking of how impossible this all would’ve sounded to my younger self...
Dec 2019 · 207
Realization
Empire Dec 2019
I don’t want to stick around
To see how my life turns out
And I don’t know
What to do
With that realization
Dec 2019 · 70
Wishlist
Empire Dec 2019
tw: suicidal ****


Everything's going to ****
I can't remember when I last ate
Trying to figure out why I'm alive
But I'm just grasping at ******* straws
I'm holding on to something
And I don't even know what the **** it is

I keep thinking about how I'd do it
How would I end it?
I finish conversations
Then walk away wondering
How they'd react to the news
If I just... if I just didn't wake up...

I just....
I can't ******* live
I can't ******* die
I can't DO ANYTHING


I just wish I didn't exist




I ABSOLUTELY CANNOT ******* LIVE LIKE THIS AND EVERYTHING IS ONLY GETTING WORSE I'M GETTING ******* DESPERATE AND I MIGHT JUST TRY SOMETHING IF THINGS DON'T CHANGE BUT UNTIL THEN I'M JUST ******* STUCK IN MY MISERY JUST WAITING UNTIL NIGHT TO WATCH MYSELF BLEED OR **** MYSELF OR TAKE SOME EXTRA PILLS TO SLEEP BECAUSE I CAN'T GET OUT OF THIS ANY OTHER WAY AND JUST EXISTING HURTS SO BAD I CAN'T STAND IT AND THERE'S NO ONE TO COMFORT ME BECAUSE THEY'RE ALL BUSY OR FAKE OR LIARS OR MY ******* PARENTS AND REALLY THE ONLY THING THAT BRINGS ME ANY HAPPINESS AT ALL RIGHT NOW IS MY DOG AND HONESTLY IF IT WASN'T FOR HER I MIGHT BE DEAD BY NOW
consider this a futile attempt to exorcise my demons

****.... might need to make a call tonight....
Dec 2019 · 218
Meanwhile
Empire Dec 2019
The tingle of anxiety
It’s creeping into my chest
Into my gut
That unplaceable guilt
The incessant nerves

Meanwhile
Life is cold
I can’t feel anything pleasant
Everything is so empty...
So... so grey....

So I guess...
I suppose I’ll lie in bed
Try to eat something
Wear something soft
Watch a movie
And wait
For the anxiety meds
To idk... fix something
Dec 2019 · 468
Bad night
Empire Dec 2019
I’m tired
I’m empty
I’m alone
I’m longing
I’m cold
I’m sick
I’m suffering
I’m suicidal tonight
Dec 2019 · 3.2k
Climax
Empire Dec 2019
There’s that point

Approaching ******

Reaching it

Savoring it....

Where I’m absolutely certain

I’d do anything for some real ***

Or maybe even

Just to ****** one more time...


I suppose I’ve been in need
Of some kind of painkiller
And it’s clear now
That natural ones may have to do
It would seem dopamine is my drug of choice to ease my pain tonight
Dec 2019 · 125
Memories
Empire Dec 2019
I thought those feelings were gone
Dealt with and over
But just a moment of reading
Going back through our past...
Hearing how you spoke to me...
And it all came back...
Powerful and terrible
Lovely and comforting
Until I remembered
You’re not mine
I don’t get to have you
And it hurts everywhere...
An aching from my heart through my limbs
Because I miss you
I miss that
And I miss the fantasy
That I called, “us”
Feeling heartbroken tonight... shouldn’t have looked through those old messages... ugh crying now...
Dec 2019 · 229
Unhinged
Empire Dec 2019
I might be losing my mind
I feel properly unhinged tonight
Blood is gonna spill
Dec 2019 · 167
Untitled
Empire Dec 2019
Just **** me.
Your medicating doesn’t help
You won’t let me do it myself
I can’t enjoy anything
I don’t know why I’m living
Dec 2019 · 174
Let Me Self Destruct
Empire Dec 2019
tw: idek this is probably sensitive


CANT I JUST SELF DESTRUCT
JUST FOR ONE ******* NIGHT
JUST.... just one night....

Round up the bottles
Everything I can get
Close the door
Lock the **** thing!

Sit criss-cross on the floor
And just.... just cry and drink...
And drink.... and drink...
And drink.... and cry...
Then cut... and cry... and drink...
Watch the blood... take a sip....
Stand, and the dark room will spin
I’ll ******* laugh
This is where I am
This... this is my desperation

I’ll smile wickedly
As I place all the pills on my tongue
And swallow them with wine
Then eventually
Sleep will come for me
Darkness will surround me
I’ll be safe for a few hours

Then in the morning I’ll wake
Pretend it didn’t happen
Go about my business
Wish I were ******* dead.
I’m really getting desperate.... I want alcohol and I want to cut... but I’ll have to settle for cutting sober....

Why the **** can’t I have people who let me drink like everyone else my age?? Not to mention, I bought razor blades at the store, and no one said a word. Oh but if I want one ******* drink?? Nope. Can’t do that. That’s illegal. ******* illegal like what the **** man...
Dec 2019 · 96
Replacements
Empire Dec 2019
TW: Self harm, cutting


I did something
Why’d I do that....
Bought replacements
Told myself it was to keep it clean
But I know it’s so I can do more
Eight fresh, clean blades
I know they’re not for crafts
I won’t use them for cutting paper
But rather....
They’ll help me drip red
In some sick way, I feel like I’ve bought myself new toys...
Dec 2019 · 800
My Cure is Illness
Empire Dec 2019
This is going to work
I’ll feel better
Swapping medications
Paroxetine for fluoxetine
Sprinkle in some hydroxyzine
Just keep swallowing
Pill after pill...
Idk... maybe one of them will help
But now.... my head spins
Every time I move
I never want to eat
Then I gorge myself
I can’t remember anything
I’m sorry I keep forgetting
I just... I’m trying so hard to get better
I’m trying. I am.
But to get better
I must endure illness
Withdrawal
Side effects
Before any of it will improve
Dealing with withdrawal for the first time... trying to switch medications but I just feel sick... I’m taking so much medication....
Dec 2019 · 71
Human
Empire Dec 2019
I’d really ******* appreciate it
If someone
For once
Acted like
I am
*******
Human
I’m afraid there’s little genuine concern for my  well-being. Makes self hatred so much easier.
Dec 2019 · 175
Familiar and Terrifying
Empire Dec 2019
It’s returned
I’m getting obsessive
I can hear the voices...
They’re afraid
Urging caution where none is needed
Seeing death in every little thing
They can’t hear reason
The anxiety has been triggered
I could panic
I won’t... but I could

This is so familiar....
I know this delusion...
It was my companion for so long...
Until the pills broke our bond
But now....
It wasn’t supposed to come back
I thought I was free
I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE RID OF YOU!!!


But here I am
Bending to your will again
A slave to the compulsions
To the irrationality of my mind
I was afraid of this...
I am so **** afraid of this
Because I really don’t know
If I can fight this again
I’ve been visited tonight by a very specific kind of anxiety that nearly ruined me over a year ago...
At least this time I have medication...
Dec 2019 · 3.0k
Satisfaction
Empire Dec 2019
It hasn’t even been that long...
Bit over two weeks?
But tonight I gave up
I gave in to the pleasure
Stimulation
Excitement
Teasing
Prolonging
Then pleeeaassssure....
Mm... and to lie in bliss
In comfort
In serenity
In deep and surprising
Satisfaction.
I gave up and gave in.
Dec 2019 · 73
Crimson Bliss
Empire Dec 2019
Trigger warning: self harm, cutting


What strange bliss...
I can feel it
Really feel it

Man... feels like it had been forever
Since last my blade tasted blood

I took all the pills
And a few extra
So I’m sleepy... foggy
And ****... each slice is addicting!
Every one makes me crazy for another

And here I am again
Covered in red
Stained my knife and skin

I just wanna lie here......
And watch myself gently bleed.......
As I drift off to sleep......
Dec 2019 · 460
Idk tonight
Empire Dec 2019
It’s funny how quickly
You can swallow pills
I wondering how daring I could be
How many before I sleep
I can feel them in my limbs
The looseness off my arms
Weight of my eyelids...
But it’s not enough
I’m not numb enough yet
I’m still awake
Put me to sleep
I don’t wanna be awake
I DON’T WANT TO BE AWAKE

They kept me from my knife
Little white pills won over metal
Cause I can’t remember what was wrong
Idk why I was upset
But idk
Maybe I’ll just cut myself anyway
Just to ******* feel it
Maybe I just want to
Maybe I just want to bleed
Maybe I’ll just take one more....
Then watch me bleed
I’m not nearly numb enough yet
Can’t even remember how many I’ve taken...
Dec 2019 · 102
Watch
Empire Dec 2019
Do you wanna watch?
Watch while the life leaves my eyes?
Dec 2019 · 72
End it
Empire Dec 2019
I̷̡̛͙͇̺̳̠̼̫̲̘͇͙̐͌̍̾́͛̔̌̉̚’̵̤̖̯̞͎̤̤̑͊̒ṃ̷͔͎̹̝̽̾̑̇̅͋̈́͂̇̂̍ ̵̛̻̤̼̯̱̯͋͐̑̾͂̑̀̚d̷͓̣͓̜̗̪̝̬̰͕̠̥̓͐̿́̈́̓̂̓̾͒̚̕̚͜ǫ̵͓̠͚̳̤̈́̉̾n̸̰̣͓͇͉̓̊­̈̓́̏̉̄̑͐̇ë̶̡̨͖̻͍̱͖́͘ͅ




Ï̶͕̠̞̻̳͚͕̝̎̃̔̇̈̍͌̔̄̈͂͘’̴̛̣͔̟͗̈́̄̅̅̀̀̌̿̅­͊͑̌̃̌̉̈́̽̄̚͠͝m̵̧̢̞͖̱̩̯̪̉̎́̓̑̕͠ ̶̛̱͍̲̞͗͊͆̉͊͐̔̌͂́̚̚͘̕ḏ̴͉̮̍̾͂̀̈́͐̉̍̽̑̇̈̅̿͊͗̑̕̚͠õ̸̙̭̯̝̩̟̼̝̺͔̫̓͑̈̎́̋̐­̀̌̑̕͜ͅn̴̜̟͉̟̹͔̗̳̈̚ḗ̶̢̢̡̘͖̼̤̖̱̣̹̼͈̞̠͇͕̫͕̩̖̖̣̉̈̐́̅̔̊͛̂̒͛̔̌̓̐̽́̆̂̈́̕­.̶̡̫͓̤͈̠̣͔̘̜̫͓̫̗͍́̂͂̈́ͅ ̶̦̥͖̠͍̤͎͇͇̰̺̮̯͔̉̊͜










Ĭ̴̛͓̜̟̝̟͉͓͙̫̜̱̉͒̽͂̽̿͛̄̐̊͠’̸̢̧̧̧̛̛͎̟̱­͙̯̬̬̝̦͚̼̝̠̙͗̄̀̊̎̀̂̓̃͊̏̆̉͋̃̑̉́̍̒͋͑̏̓̈̈́͂͆͊̈́̈̓͛͐͐̂̓͑̓̈́͆̎͒͂͋̆͐̒̊̚͜­͜͝͠͠͝m̵̧̡̢̢̡̨̢̙̜̰̼̘͙͇̣̥̤̣̤͍͓̤̠̗͕̹̩̞̜̫̺̦͔̀̎̇̽͒̔́͗͒̌̈́̒̈́̋̎͐́̈́̽̒̆̈­̑̓̅͊̐͊̑̇͑͋̈́͋͌͌̅͋̽͒͒̈́̎̕̚̚̕͝͠͝ͅ ̸̢̢̢̨̧̨̡̠̳̪͖̤͉̱͖̘̱̱͖̗̳͚̥̗̳̹͚̖̜͖̣̣͉͔͎͇̜̻̠̣̦̻̪͈͉̖̟͉̺̞́͜͜͝ͅͅͅd̴̢̧̨̧̨­̨̡̨̢̧̦̜͔͕̠̯̮̙̲̯̫̹͓̩͔̥̩̤̣̪̼̳̺̳̹̠̥̥̭͕̪̰̟͉̹͓̪̺̠̙͈͚͕͎̼͙̘̻̱̱͇̙̖͚̝̪̬̝͎͙­̠̃̋̈͛̍̑͗̂̌̓̀͗͒̽̈́̈́́̑̂́̒̆͊̋̒͂̃͐͒̆̈́̾̉͗̀͂̅̃͛̐́̽́̍̓͆̈́͋̅̏̎̓̍͋͐͊̕̚͜͜­͝͝͝͝͝͝͝ͅợ̶̢͙̦̻̘̺̮̺͎̼̫̥̱̙̿͌̽͌̀̾̏̒̑̉̑̊̀̃̿̄̈̈́͊̅̓̓̈́͘͝͝ͅņ̶̢̧̨̨̧͇̼͔͉͚­̱͓̣̦̮̹͚͉͚̜̙̦̭̐̎͂̃̾̏̊̀̀͂̽̓̎͆̾͝ę̷̡̢̢̢̢̢̧̡̛̲͙͕̜̞͍̣̦͍̙͕̜̼̤̼̩̱̺̣͉̱͇̞̻͚­͈̗̥̳̹̟̬̭̭̘̱̫̠̞̬̪̲̺͆̀̄̏͗̐̓̓̿̈́̌͑̽͛͂̽́̌̏̄̾́̑͐̈́͗̈̍̕̕͝͝ͅͅ.̴̢̨̛̞̖̬̥̹̹­̥͔̠͕̤̟͉̤̠̇͆̌̓̐̈́͆͑̍̀̀̉͆͋̈͗̐̋̄̂̎̾͒̑͒̃̒̓̾̍̀͐̔͑̈́̐̑̈́͐̎̓̒͒̽̈͂̅͆́͆̄̑̋­͆̄͛͆̇̾͛̈́͂̕̚͘̕̚̚͜͠ ̷̧̛͑͂̓́̈́̿̉͑̈́͌́͆̔͗̌̽̅̽̌̃̂͛̔̋͂̂̀͆͌̈́̅͑̐͗̅̅͐̾̃̂̄͆̑̌̈͒̈͒̂́̉̓̈́̊̿̽̓́­̌͑̈́͘̚̕̕̚͘͘͝͝͠













I̷̡̧̡̢̫̬͎͕͕̬̫̪̝̫͙͇̺͔̲̥̳̺̥̟͚̩̭̭̹̣͓̻͍̪̙­̹̱͂͜͝’̷̢̨̢̡̛̛̰̰͙̣͚͚̠͇͕̰̭̳̳͙̩͈̖͎̗̱̱͉̠̞̘͙̘̐̏̑̇̿̈́͗͗̅͒̋̃͆̀̓̔́̿͗͂̌̋̓̔­͌́̉̀̊̈́̐̎̈́̏̋̃͌̃̿́̀̀̓͗̅̽̅̚͜͝ͅM̴̛̛̛̭͉̩͇̱̱̱͍̋͊̊̅̓̉̋͂͆̐̾̽̈́͐́̓̍̎͆̓͆̉­̂̋̈́̌̌̈̍̊̅́̇̆̾̔̋͊̔̔̆̔̄͊͆͐̊͋̍͋̆͘͘̚͝͝͝͝ ̶̡̡̛̯̥̩̝̤̙̜͚͍̪͓̻̭́͗̊̔̊̈́̔͋̒̑́̉̎̈̔̈́̌́̔͗̈́͆̎̒͘̕̚͝D̵̨̨̨̨̛̘͎̙̼͕̮̟̜̙̮­̞̤̯̠͉̱̦̮͕̺̫̼͉̼̟͍͙̄̿̌͐̊̈́̆͌̃̊̄̓͂̂̍̇͗̃̑̏̓͑̅͊͒̐͐̓̿̓̓̉͒͗́́͛̂̃͂͐̃͊̆͊̔̏­̎̉͘̕͘͜͝͠͝͠͝͠ͅƠ̴̡̧̢̢̡̛̛̛̛̪̰̮͇̳̫̣̺̠̮̱͙̥̖̠̙͙͎͈̟̹͓̻̦̥̻̖̣̻͚̣̥͎̹̘̣̞̺͔̇̀­̈́̈͑̎̋́̌̄́̓̂̈̐̔͒̏͆̽́̔̎̋̆́̅̎̂͑̈̃͐̄͗̅̓͑̈́̆̒̎̈͂̈͑̂̚̚̕̚͜͝͝͝͠ͅŅ̴̨̛̛͚̣̼­̫̘͍̗͙̞̱͎̞̬̲͍̄̾̎͐́͛̅͂̈́̓͐̾̾́̓͗̌̽͛̌̐̈́̃͑̈́̇̉̊͒̆͂̉̅̀̕͜͠͝ͅÉ̶̡̨̛͉̞̻̥͉͙­̩͈̲̦̩̳͎̪̙̦̙̯̗̯̫͕͖̜͓̭̹̠̆̒̎́̈́̇̇͛̊͒͋̓́͛̈́̑̉̌͒̇͛̑͂̂̉̽͛̐̊͆͐̒̔̏̎̄̀͒̒̇͂­͐̃̅̿̉̍͊̚̕̚͘̚͘͘͘͜͝͠͝͠




Į̶̢̭͎̫̠̫̗͚̤͙͉̖̝̘̗̲̥̪̰̺̹̬̱͍̤͇͚̤̣̟̩͔̻͕͎̮̞̀­̍́́̏̒̾̆͜’̵̢̡̛̛̛͈͙͔̰̟̦̲̩͖̮̮̮͉͉͙̬̤̱̭̳̹̝̟͕̩̰̖̥͚̰̦̭̣͙̞̗͔͇͈̓͌́͒͋̾̀̑̑̇̓­͌́̿̅̕͘͜͜ͅM̵̥̟̯͙͇̫̣̰̖̭̳͖̦̹͙̺̣͎̞̾̈̐͐͊͌̔̀̅̈́͌̃̎̊̍͊̉̓̑̂̓̋͗̇͌̈́̅̄̋̓̃͌̂­̽̓͗̑̑̀́͆̄͜͝ͅͅ ̷̢̡̛̭̪̻̼̗̦̹̖̙̲̰̮̗̫͓̞̜̘̆̂̈͌͆̈́̐̓͆̅̈͑̍̒̄͋̈́̓́̆͊̽̈́̚ͅD̸̖̥̼̍̇̑͐́̈́̇͗̓­̓̀̇̏̎͐͌͒̇̊̐͐͐͑̀̌̿̂͊̐͘͠͝͝͠͝Ò̷̢̡̫̘̻̱̞̩̮͓͇̪̹͙͙̭͖͚̬̰̦̻̗̺̱͇̙̩̘̯̎̽͗̉̊̈̓­̍͛͑͒̒̿͋̑̓̔̒̉̃͆͊̓̍̃̐͌̓͑̉̽͒̿̅͋̅͗͊̚̚͜͝͠͠͝ͅN̷̙̗̫͈̖͈̤̮͈͉̼͉̞͓̪̥̲̳̭͙̝̿̍͊­̋͑̽̐͋̒́̆̒̒̋͌̀̈́̊͋͗͌̑͑̏̉̽̅́͋̏̀̑͆͗̕̕͠͠ͅͅÉ̷̡̧̢̲͖͓̤̲̺͑̓̾̇̋̽̄͊̇̅̑̅̄̇͌͐­̍̓̄̽͑̈́̍̒̏̀̕̕̚͝͠͠͝




I̵̡̢̢̧̧̨̨̛̛̬̲̬̤̗̻̟̹̱͖̜̘̘̪͇̼̞͙͈̹̤̹̗͎̫̬̤͖̤̲͇­̺̟̫͓̫͉̰̙͕̱͚̪̻̣͈͍̖̞̪̰̮̤̊̆̃̐̓̃̔͋̾͛̈̍́̐̈́̆̇̅̉̉̐̂͊̀̂̈́̈̎̆́̐̃̂̾̑̈́̒̊̋͆­̓͋̾̄̽́̂̿͒̑̔́̄͆̒̀̌͂̌̎̊͛͑̀̄̉̋̈́̈́̋͐̑̏͒̌̌̽͗͊͊̒̑̈́̒͘͘̚͜͜͠͝͝ͅ’̴̳̜̘̻̀͆̆­̌̌̒̽͊͑̈́͒̓̈̓̔̈́͆̅̃̓̾̒̄̓̐̔̒̽̄͘͝͠͝Ṁ̷̛̛̛͍͇͛͊͒̐̏̉̉̏̾͌̇̓͐̆̎̓͊͊̈́̓̅̒͂̾̈­͒́̐̈́͑̊̎͒̓͊̓̈͑͆̒̈́͋̈͛̇̔͌̅̄̍̀̽͌͂̈́̏̉̌̔̽͗̅̾̂͘͘͘̕̕̕͘̚̕͠͝͠͠͝͝ ̸̨̡̡̡̢͙͖͖͍̣̦̣̩̯͍͍̣̞̰̞̮̤̼͍͓̞̱̬̜̩̠̦̤̅̅̒̋͗́̋̌͌͆̔̇̍̂͒̿́̆̀̂͛͊͋͊͌͆́̋͛̍͑­̍͂̽̍̉̃͗͛̍̈́̑̆̒̈́́̾͗̒̃̈̿͌̕̕͠͝͠͠Ḑ̵̧̨̧̡̡̢̛͖̣̤̥̣̖̻̬̳͚̣̦̥̜͍̹̯͔̻̼͇̩̦̘̭̖­̩̠̺͕̲͍̲͉͔̩̩̞̖̩̪̙̣̤́̎̈́̒̃̆͒̃͒̈́́͗̈́̓̆̃̾̒̋̍̒͌̈́̋̋͊̎̌̈́̿̎̈̌̊͑̊̓̏̏͛͊̍­̉̄̈́̈̓̋̋́̄͆̈́͐͂̂̈́͆̽̏͆̍̾͐̃̈̋̎͋̃͆̋̿͌̇́̐̇̈͒͆̈́͑̔̐͋̾͂͛̔̚̕̚̕̚̕̕̕̕͜͜͜͝­͝͝͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅŐ̴̢̢̡̡̨͉͇͍̖̬̘̬̖̞̦̱͉͍̫̩͖̤̜̼̪͕̩̰̲͔̣̣̠̟̥͖̝̱̜͖̜͇̭̮̦̝̺̙̳̜̦̣̰̳­̱̖̜̲̙͙͚̺̯͙̗̲̫̄̌͋̀̓͝ͅṆ̸̡̨̻̩̪̱̬̽́̚ͅẸ̶̡̨̧̡̢̡̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛͇̱͎̹̳͕̥̟̗̲̻̣͎͔̥̺­̳̝̺̩͎̰̠̲̣̮̪̤̞͖͙̙̦̝͍̪̬̗̺͇̬̻͖̳͈̹͈̹̖̦̠̺͇̟̰̾̿̉̅͌͂̑̓̒̃̏̄̄̉̇̿̈́̈́̌͂́͛̉̂­̏̉̆̓̔̂̅̾̏͛̍̄̑̈́̈́̈̂͌͑̈́͒̎́̂̂̑͗̂̂̔̇͌̏͂̅̈̿͛́̂̂̃̅̑́̊́̍̈́́̚̚͜͝͝ͅ

Į̵̢­̨̛͇͙͈̰̝̣̱͙͓̝͖̻̝̺͎͍̞̠̭͓̺͇͖̺̝̺̣͍̯͕̼͕̖̙͈̜͔̯̻͕̞͂̏̄̑̓̓̿̑̌̓̔̏̅͌͛̍̓̈̐̍̈́­͐͆̐͋͗̿̎̀̌̾͋̈́̇̾̒̀͊̿̐̀̊̈́͘̕̚̚̕͠͝’̴̧̨̛̘̳̰̗͎̮̩̙̥̬͚̦̹̖̜͉͚͈̯͎̲̟̳̰̣͔̦͍̭­͖͙̺̯͈̗̭̳̮̗̥͍͔̣͒̔͌̆͛͜͜ͅͅM̶̛̙̭̞̞̋̓͐̌̾͒̅̉̀̐̑͆̋̃́̇̃̄͋̀̓̌̆͐͑̋̇̋̅͂̉͑̀͛́­̽͂̐̃̐̆̈́͋̿͒͂͑͘̚̚̚͘̕͠͠ ̴̢̛̤̹͔̳̜̏̃͋̎̓̎̇̀̾̕Ḍ̵̛̛̳̪̃̏̽̾̈́͆̈́̊̆̏̂͂̔̑͛̽͛̒̑͆́͛̀̔̀̔̋̋̒̋͋̀͋̅̀̿̂̽͊­͂̋̃̆̌̽̉̒̿́̉͊̈́̚̕͘̕͘͠͠͠͝͠͝O̷̢̧̧̨̢̨̲̣̰͚̩̳̮͈̣̜̺̗̭̦̝̯͙̱̙̜̣̣̻͎̤͉̰̬̦̐̒̽­̈́͑̑̍̃͌̀̒͆̐̾̈̊̅̉̓̉̋̇̌̄͐́͂͗̇̑̿̂̈̓͘͝͝͝Ń̵̛̛͈̼̮͙͎̪̼̙̆͋͋̅̉͊̄̀̈́̍́͂̓̊̂̐­̐͋̏̋͂̈́̓̍́̆̋̇͛̉̓̉̓͂̋̊͊̈́̑̑̈́̈̓̉̓͛̕̕̕͝͝͝͠Ë̴̡̡̢̢̢̨̯͍̰̪͕͇̠̻̖͕̮͖̻̣̭̤͈­̰̩̞̼͓̤̱͚͚̺̙͙͚́̓̓̃͊͜ͅͅ

I̵̡̢̢̧̧̨̨̛̛̬̲̬̤̗̻̟̹̱͖̜̘̘̪͇̼̞͙͈̹̤̹̗͎̫̬̤͖̤̲͇­̺̟̫͓̫͉̰̙͕̱͚̪̻̣͈͍̖̞̪̰̮̤̊̆̃̐̓̃̔͋̾͛̈̍́̐̈́̆̇̅̉̉̐̂͊̀̂̈́̈̎̆́̐̃̂̾̑̈́̒̊̋͆­̓͋̾̄̽́̂̿͒̑̔́̄͆̒̀̌͂̌̎̊͛͑̀̄̉̋̈́̈́̋͐̑̏͒̌̌̽͗͊͊̒̑̈́̒͘͘̚͜͜͠͝͝ͅ’̴̳̜̘̻̀͆̆­̌̌̒̽͊͑̈́͒̓̈̓̔̈́͆̅̃̓̾̒̄̓̐̔̒̽̄͘͝͠͝Ṁ̷̛̛̛͍͇͛͊͒̐̏̉̉̏̾͌̇̓͐̆̎̓͊͊̈́̓̅̒͂̾̈­͒́̐̈́͑̊̎͒̓͊̓̈͑͆̒̈́͋̈͛̇̔͌̅̄̍̀̽͌͂̈́̏̉̌̔̽͗̅̾̂͘͘͘̕̕̕͘̚̕͠͝͠͠͝͝ ̸̨̡̡̡̢͙͖͖͍̣̦̣̩̯͍͍̣̞̰̞̮̤̼͍͓̞̱̬̜̩̠̦̤̅̅̒̋͗́̋̌͌͆̔̇̍̂͒̿́̆̀̂͛͊͋͊͌͆́̋͛̍͑­̍͂̽̍̉̃͗͛̍̈́̑̆̒̈́́̾͗̒̃̈̿͌̕̕͠͝͠͠Ḑ̵̧̨̧̡̡̢̛͖̣̤̥̣̖̻̬̳͚̣̦̥̜͍̹̯͔̻̼͇̩̦̘̭̖­̩̠̺͕̲͍̲͉͔̩̩̞̖̩̪̙̣̤́̎̈́̒̃̆͒̃͒̈́́͗̈́̓̆̃̾̒̋̍̒͌̈́̋̋͊̎̌̈́̿̎̈̌̊͑̊̓̏̏͛͊̍­̉̄̈́̈̓̋̋́̄͆̈́͐͂̂̈́͆̽̏͆̍̾͐̃̈̋̎͋̃͆̋̿͌̇́̐̇̈͒͆̈́͑̔̐͋̾͂͛̔̚̕̚̕̚̕̕̕̕͜͜͜͝­͝͝͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅŐ̴̢̢̡̡̨͉͇͍̖̬̘̬̖̞̦̱͉͍̫̩͖̤̜̼̪͕̩̰̲͔̣̣̠̟̥͖̝̱̜͖̜͇̭̮̦̝̺̙̳̜̦̣̰̳­̱̖̜̲̙͙͚̺̯͙̗̲̫̄̌͋̀̓͝ͅṆ̸̡̨̻̩̪̱̬̽́̚ͅẸ̶̡̨̧̡̢̡̛̛̛̛̛̛̛̛͇̱͎̹̳͕̥̟̗̲̻̣͎͔̥̺­̳̝̺̩͎̰̠̲̣̮̪̤̞͖͙̙̦̝͍̪̬̗̺͇̬̻͖̳͈̹͈̹̖̦̠̺͇̟̰̾̿̉̅͌͂̑̓̒̃̏̄̄̉̇̿̈́̈́̌͂́͛̉̂­̏̉̆̓̔̂̅̾̏͛̍̄̑̈́̈́̈̂͌͑̈́͒̎́̂̂̑͗̂̂̔̇͌̏͂̅̈̿͛́̂̂̃̅̑́̊́̍̈́́̚̚͜͝͝ͅ




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Just­ ******* end it
Dec 2019 · 253
Fleeting Hope
Empire Dec 2019
I can live in darkness
Let my neurochemistry be
Cold, sad, anxious
Craving death to escape
Anything at all to escape...

Or, I can take more pills
Feel nothing at all
Just be low
Want to sleep
Too numb to care
So distant they all notice

But why... why is it looking
Like there’s no medium for me
I don’t get to be happy
Happiness is a lie
It’s a fantasy
A fable
So we hold out hope
That life will get better
Even as we watch ourselves burning
Our fortresses crumbling
Gardens wilting
Bodies dying
...

Things only get worse
But that bizarre human hope
It pushes us onward
To believe in better days
Though it would seem
That kind of hope
Has fled from me
I don’t believe in better days anymore. I’m not sure I want to see any more days at all....
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