It's all meaningless,
just different paths
all to the same end.
Love, my mistake.
Drugs, my anesthetic.
School, my distraction.
I know nothing.
I see nothing.
I believe nothing.
It's all just one more day
and one more way
to step closer
to the same end.
And I'm too scared
to bring my end to me.
too hopeful that someone,
or something,
can show me meaning.
Because all I can trust,
all I can depend on,
all I can believe in...
is Death.
Please tell me what you think
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Thats so awesome! I love it! Your words are words I could never say.
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Been there, done that.....It may not get better. But just remember that there are others around that will always care.
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I think at times I can relate to this poem. Its dark and disturbing but true.
Samantha
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omg, fucking love this nick, its brilliant. its..exactly how i feel. you always explain the rawness inside of me when i can't explain it myself. lol, guess we're two peas in a pod nick. *walks with arm over your shoulder in the deep end*
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Naturally, m'dear.
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Whoa! EMo much. Yoou poor baby. Look I promise you things will get better.
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nickkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.
no.
Never ♥
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