Map, Please?

A Shakespearean Sonnet of Grief

I am sad again but I don’t know why
This ignorance the opposite of bliss
If I am honest I just want to die
And leave this hell for another abyss

Half of a century is a long time
To spend where I don’t even want to be
It’s like I committed some fucking crime
I’m sentenced to life and there is no key

Day after day I endeavor to find
The map with the exit out of my mind



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