...and yet, I go on...

Casey Jagiello

My head hurts, my brain hurts.

My life hurts.

Happiness comes in spurts.

Death for me, has become a viable option.

The left side of my brain, behind my left eye.

..an ice pick could cure me. ..an ice pick could let me die.

There is no life for me, only painful existence.

..and yet, I go on...

My existence is in vain, my existence is pain.

..and yet, I go on... I go on...

..why?


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