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Its Killing me

Sat here alone, in the grey shadows
I cry these tears, yet no-one knows
I hear them all laughing downstairs
And I’m here alone were nobody cares
Sat on my bed leaning on the wall
Onto the cushion I hold, tears fall
My heart beats faster than before
As I think more and more
I can hear it calling my name again
Telling me to release the pain
I look down, uncovering my arm
Scar filled from endless self harm
Tears fill my eyes, my hands shake
This promise to him I will not break
I cover my arm, staring down at my bed
All these thoughts running through my head
Holding the cushion, I close my eyes
Before letting out my desperate cries
This pain is breaking me
I'm all alone and no-one can see
I cry out, or at least I'm trying
All this pain, I feel like I'm dying
My stomach knots, my head aches
My heart and soul finally breaks
Beaten by the agonising pain
Tears fall over and over again
When will all this end
Because can’t take this another second!

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Written October 21st, 2005

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  • memnoch
    October 29, 2005
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    Very moving piece! all your work that i have read so far are very dark, very sad. not complaining, that's the only kind i enjoy reading, oddly enough.. umm, it sould be more interesting if you included an author comment on your works, if you could.


  • cloven gold member
    October 27, 2005
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    an excelent tribute to those who feel alone, nice rythem, I fealt your words

  • wavyleo
    October 23, 2005
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    Practically every word poetically describes my current feelings. Honestly the one poem I needed to read tonight. It must be applauded, it just must.


  • bia
    October 21, 2005
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    I am "taken" by this poem. All that pain. You convey the feeling in your words. It would be nice though with some kind of hope. But I guess it turns out the way it does anyway.