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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Dark · #1736290
This is about how I feel.


Here this razor lies between bloody fingers
A cool crimson pool of regret, falls into the creases of my palm,
A promise broken, a vein cut...
The simplicity of all these butterflies from our first kiss..Turn to this...
& In this, a pain envelopes my heart, a thud of a soft cotten beating
I hear it pounding in my ears, I wish it'd just quit
All this pain, and suffering...I wish, I was brave enough to end it
All this yelling, and all these lies..
I find, gives me no reason to try
I want to escape, escape untouched, escape this forgotten fate
This death of mine, is running towards me, a never ending tunnel..
I hope one day this tunnel ends..ends my fears
A lonely darkness never captivated a soul so lost, until a light appeared
This light, this shimmering blue light, Is what i've simply feared
I fear my death, and although I feel as if I need this..
I don't, I need to be free
I simply, am here to just Be..
I, a soul, with no real rhythm,
Are just a soul with a hidden glint of precaution towards your friendly smile,
When the time comes, I will know......Now is the time to let go..
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