Trapped in side this thing called life
my endless tunnel with no light
My saddened soul my cold hurt heart
Forever its dark and nevers my start
The burning flame the warmth of life
All fade away with one knife
Contemplating to stay or go
My reason for life may never know
The pains I feel sit in my soul
The heartless ghosts have all control
Feed off pain
Especially mine
Always ripping away my time
I never felt this hurt before
But locked in life without a door
So many things I want to change
So many things to rearrange
In and out of stable line
Pain still in our feeble minds.
Twisted stories tell the tales
Of one hurt boys living hell
What do you think of it? Honestly.
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know the feeling, and im older, but defninately not wiser, end of days closed in feelings, lost, your words flow with all these and more, telling of a struggle to live a free life not a lie, we all cant be pain free, though many do try, some just cant seem to look past the first impression always following their own pathetic code, which of course is to mock and hurt, sucks that much I know, from a past i chose to forget, your words leave haunting images, that i can only hope you find the will pull yourself up and strive to get on top of the hurt, the misery, and make things better for you, ignoring the ones living a lie, sooner or later they will come a gutser and have no where to turn, give yourself a chance to be better than they could ever be.
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