When darkness comes,
and all you see is black,
sitting in my darkened world,
where the only sound is the sound of my own crying,
i fall into a deep depression,
where the only thing on my mind are thoughts of death
as i listen to there screaming and banging on the door,
while i soak in the bathtub,
bleeding,
bleeding my pain away,
soaking in my pain and misery,
looking at my wrists,
watching the blood run down my limbs,
as the blood runs down my finger tips
as i bleed my past, present and future away,
feeling as if i was in slow motion,
flash backs of my life appear before my eyes;
scared and torn lost in the pain i hold inside,
crying now seeing my mistakes and pain I've caused
confused by all i know,
hiding from deep inside me where i keep my feelings inside me,
i cant escape them,
they hold me against all that i am.
waiting for it all to come to an end,
so the pain will end and the suffering i go though will stop,
going limp now,
thinking to my self this pain is greater then any pain i have ever felt,
unable to take it back now;
feeling cold
as i start to feel weak and fade away into a non-existent
wishing i could take it back missing each and every second of my life,
wishing i could escape the pain and misery of death,
yearning to be able to feel again,
to be able to see your beautiful face again for at least one more time
2007-06-08
19:32:30
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