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A shell of myself

I embrace the good
Happiness flows within me,
Pouring out
Ruining me.

I snap.
Others are too much.
From euthanasia to rage,
Then back.

The glee leaks out
Leaving an empty shell.
These are my remains,
Sad and bitter.

Hatred for others
Now turned to me.
Former arrogance is now loathing,
Thanks for Life is now hope for Death.

I screw it up inside.
My body scared with secrets.
I lie there, waiting
And it begins again…