There is nothing to change

Something is killing now,
From feet to my head,
Dividing in two parts,
This life feels like death.

I'm going to think,
While no one can see,
"Am I gonna die?",
It's depending on me.

Hearing the voices,
It's screaming my soul:
"You would have had chance,
But now it's destroyed".

Thinking about:
"There is nothing to change",
Cutting me down,
Like a knife through my head.

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