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Just a short poem I came up with during work one day. hope you enjoy!

I just want to go back
To the person I used to be,
Who had still the strength to beautifully push the black
And live, oh, how free,

Sometimes it's repulsive to see
Who I am now and who I have become,
A stranger birthed of the darkest places of the true me?
I don't know, truly,

All I know are the still sunken eyes,
The dank pale skin
Of a fallen man,
Grey and dead, tin.

I just really want to go back
To the person I used to be,
He was much stronger, horribly so,
And almost lived with no care, no

Now I don't feel human,
No, not in this brutal core,
I don't even know what I am,
Surely not human, not anymore,