I'm looking in a mirror in a dark place
I think to myself
"Is there realy any hope left for me?"
I ask myself that questions so much
I dont know if I can live this way
I feel alone when I wake
Everything seems like a blur
"Why do I feel this way?"
I think to myself once more
I wonder if I ever did anything to deserve this life of darkness.
"I guess there truly isnt any hope for someone like me"
I look at myself in the mirror
"Is that truly me?"
I look at myself disbelievingly
I smash the mirror with my fist
Even I cant stand the sight of what looks back
"I want to end it all"
Is there anyway possible I can end this?
I see a knife appear in the drawer under the broken mirror
I slowly grab it with trembling hands
I slowly point it to my heart,
Thats where all the pain comes from
"No one will care what happens"
I say to myself as I start to feel the knife stab through me
I smile as I look at the pieces left of the mirror
As I spiral in to a world of darkness
Fluent enough?
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I like it
the ending of it made the poem when you said (I see a knife appear in the drawer under the broken mirror
I slowly grab it with trembling hands
I slowly point it to my heart,
Thats where all the pain comes from
"No one will care what happens"
I say to myself as I start to feel the knife stab through me
I smile as I look at the pieces left of the mirror
As I spiral in to a world of darkness) amazing bravo


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Thanx for your support. Im allways worried that people dislike my poems for some odd reason. XD
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