Fade away like smoke into the sky,
Don't let them see you as you turn,
Don't stop to say goodbye,
You are no longer their concern...
It wont be something they'll regret,
It wont be something that causes them to weep,
It is something they will soon forget,
Because to them your life is cheap.
Feel the cold against your skin,
Feel the pain surge all through you,
Stop and let the world just spin,
The end is something you always knew...
Wait for the light to grow dark,
Wait for vision to fade away,
All that shall remains is a mark,
From the blade that takes your life that day.
When it's all over and done,
You will finally feel completely calm,
Because in this ending you have won...
And as blood spirals down to your palm,
No one shall see you fall down to the ground...
No one shall cry for you when you die,
Because cold in the dark you are never to be found,
As you fade away like smoke into the sky...
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Forever
Alone in this world with no one to help,
Not seeking attention or love,
Soon to be out of their hair and minds,
And soon to be freed of his torture.
Beaten and bruised by memories from his past,
Alone in the woods with the night and a razor,
Nervous as he anticipates the cut,
Knowing it is the last one he will make.
He shuts his eyes and raises his wrist,
Slides the blade and muffles a scream of relief,
Then as he feels his hand go numb he looks at the wound,
Seeing the blood pool out in a line of crimson cool.
Then he slumps back onto the dirt,
His eyes slide shut and he pictures a calm sleep,
Never to awake and never to remember,
The pain he endured for many years.
Memorized by the final breath,
His mind slows and his thoughts fade,
He feels the ground beneath him with his last bit of strength,
As it slides away into nothing.
Forever
Not seeking attention or love,
Soon to be out of their hair and minds,
And soon to be freed of his torture.
Beaten and bruised by memories from his past,
Alone in the woods with the night and a razor,
Nervous as he anticipates the cut,
Knowing it is the last one he will make.
He shuts his eyes and raises his wrist,
Slides the blade and muffles a scream of relief,
Then as he feels his hand go numb he looks at the wound,
Seeing the blood pool out in a line of crimson cool.
Then he slumps back onto the dirt,
His eyes slide shut and he pictures a calm sleep,
Never to awake and never to remember,
The pain he endured for many years.
Memorized by the final breath,
His mind slows and his thoughts fade,
He feels the ground beneath him with his last bit of strength,
As it slides away into nothing.
Forever
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
I wont be fine
Do you think that im drowning,
Lonely, cold, asphyxiated,
Do you think that I am blind,
That I live life with my eyes shut,
Do you think that I cant hear,
That I can't hear their cruel harsh words,
Do you think that I don't mind,
That nothing ever bothers me,
Do you think that i'll be fine,
That I live on and feel no pain,
Do you think I don't regret,
All of the things that I have done,
Do you think I will let go,
Of all these things that torture me,
Do you think that I will live,
As I prepare to take my life,
Do you think that I wont die,
As a blade erases my life,
I wont be fine,
I wont regret,
I wont be theirs,
I wont forget,
The world is not mine,
Sweet freedom divine,
I wont be fine.
Lonely, cold, asphyxiated,
Do you think that I am blind,
That I live life with my eyes shut,
Do you think that I cant hear,
That I can't hear their cruel harsh words,
Do you think that I don't mind,
That nothing ever bothers me,
Do you think that i'll be fine,
That I live on and feel no pain,
Do you think I don't regret,
All of the things that I have done,
Do you think I will let go,
Of all these things that torture me,
Do you think that I will live,
As I prepare to take my life,
Do you think that I wont die,
As a blade erases my life,
I wont be fine,
I wont regret,
I wont be theirs,
I wont forget,
The world is not mine,
Sweet freedom divine,
I wont be fine.
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