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The Final Funeral

I want the parlor to be decorated in black
To show how my heart was when I died
Black, cold and without a lack
Of hate towards the one who lied

I don’t want anyone crying
When they lay me to rest
All along, you all knew I was dying
And all of you did try your best

But I don’t think anyone could have stopped me
From taking that razor apart
And slicing the blade across my chest to see
Just to see if I had a heart

This will be the final funeral
Only one will die tonight
As the darkness grips me tightly
It shows my struggles all internal
As my corrupted soul takes flight
And the tear falls slightly

I could feel the night up behind
Pulling me into its cold embrace
All I thought about was what was inside
When it trapped me in place

If only I could have kept my promise
Then maybe none of this would have happened
But all I could do was entice
And end up getting trapped in

I just couldn’t hold on
It was all too much to understand
I just couldn’t go on
It was just too much to take in

This will be the final funeral
Only one will die tonight
As the darkness grips me tightly
It shows my struggles all internal
As my corrupted soul takes flight
And the tear falls slightly
And all I’ve ever had to think of was sin
That the thoughts of failure kept sinking in

Author notes

Depression can cause people to do the stupidest of things...but to them, they seem like the right things. I wrote this after crying for about 30 mins before a couple of my friends stopped me from killing myself.

There is a dragon of frost, who's life is as cold as his breath...

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  • Maili Knephthan gold member
    November 4

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    Dragon you know how I feel. I would miss you greatly and I don't ever want to have you kill yourself over that piece of trash you call a parent. Hang on my freind and remember I am always there for you. All you need to do is holler and I will be there. Great write btw so much pain and so much emotion


  • I love Tim Snider
    November 4
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    I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!


  • VooDoo Child
    November 4
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    Sorry didn't to past comment without this. I LIKE IT ALOT!!!!!

  • VooDoo Child
    November 4

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    This is just if you were aiming to make it rhym: In line 2 of paragraph 2 i would have said 'When they lay me down to rest'


  • Inspired By Till
    November 4

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    Good write, good friends you've got there--"An artists' best work comes during the worst times of his life"--Oliver "Ollie" Riedel--

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