A self-destruction note

Unfinished battles.

Darkness is inside of her.

The demon is too strong.

She cannot even resist them.

Expectations are too high.

She’s fighting the battles quietly.

Depression is already a companion.

Anxiety is now an addiction.

Enough of hiding.

Tired of those dirty cheats.

Too many attempts.

And yet, she is still breathing.

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