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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1791004
its about loving persons when their at their worst cause its wen they need love most
Seem like death's my only answer.
Cause their's gatta be something better than this.
Life aint what its cracked up to be.
No exsisting bliss.
Empty promises, never to be fullfilled.
Broken dreams, crush your very being.
Nothing can make you happy, No joy bells ringing.
Suicide my escape, take me away to something better than this.
No happiness here, No love here.
Only Pain , Sorrow, Nightmares, and Fear.
Where is the place that dreams come true?
Because i have yet to find it, my world's always been blue.
So i take my life, and let it drain from me.
A Better world I wanna see.
But My journey will have to wait,
Love is at my door,
Though I've only known hate.
I Try to love him, as best I can,
Even that goes wrong, with this man.
So suicide though we need each other.
You will have to wait, I need my Lover.
He is the tiny drip of joy i possess.
Though he seems to love me less and less.
My sanity is not as it should be.
"False Depression" False Love maybe
No maybe not, cause he holds my hand.
When i feel like im falling and cannot stand.
I hate and love him at the same time.
And i know truly his heart is mine.
So Suicide I shall see you one day,
When he leaves and my world's back grey
When every color fades from sight
When there's never day, only night.
I shall rest my head, and sleep with a smile.
And prepare for my journey on suicide's mile
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