Life, my punishment?

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I’m awake, but I wish I were still sleeping. Because, the flood of emotional pain has engulfed me once again.
I question why I was born? Why do I continue to live?
I feel as though I was given this life, as punishment, but why?, for someone’s amusement.  Am, I here for someone to delight in my suffering.

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