Drowning in my sorrows,
underneath the moonlit sky,
Hanging onto my life by a thread.
The thread of my veins,
running deep into my heart.
So confused, the pain is unreal,
Prick me with pins,
cut me so deep
I won't feel it, it doesn't matter to me.
Your spite and anguish for my soul
Will never leave me be.
So holding on is no real task,
If i give up now,
slipping away, from reality,
Not living, just existing in my own,
dark black existence.
The nothingness consuming me,
eating away at my desires,
squeezing every ounce,
of blood from my veins,
slowly but surely,
quicker than most.
Becoming the darkness,
overwhelming the light.
Becoming the nothingness.
Becoming the loneliness.
Becoming. me.
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Written November 28th, 2005
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thanku very muchfully
its my expression of how i felt, so...glad u like !
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Wow this is sad and dark. It's wonderful. Made me fell all different emotions: sadness, pity, desperation. Lovely write!
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aww hun. get a new user namens
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Wow this is gd ... well done
at least 1 of us can write our feelings down and not get the pissed ripped out of us
gd poem well done
Josh
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