when sadness turns to anger.
when anger turns to resentment.
when resentment turns to hate.
when hate turns to wrath.

when you have lost all control and
autonomy to your own existence,
your pain will not be poetic anymore...
it'll be raw and societally unacceptable.
and it will isolate you more.
and you will fall deeper into suicide.
and you will self-destruct, for the very
last time.

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