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Darkness on White Paper

Contributed by MG_Akela22090 on Saturday, 18th February 2006 @ 11:02:46 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

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Say never. Say you’ll never turn yourself away. I feel death coiled tightly around me. The air is getting thin. Don’t let me go. I want to stay.
Carve out the blood in your body through your wrists. Let the red run into the white. Bloodstained roses; write your suicide note in your own blood. Let the darkness run right onto the white paper.
Scream until you have no more breath to give. Let your heart stop and everything run cold. Hope that someone will come.
Hope. Is that all I have? What do I have but the darkness in my veins and a past I hate? What do I have? I have you, but for how much longer? How much longer until you hate me and I’m alone again?
I’m writing all this darkness into white paper. White, it’s blinding me, so I’m scratching it out with the darkness within. I’m blotching out the sun with my death. Take this blood and make something useful from it.
I can’t write a proper suicide note. I can’t pull the trigger, because I know you’ll never forgive me. So I’m writing my death down now until that day.
I give my everything to keep everyone happy. Why can’t someone do that same for me? These harsh words are killing me. I can’t take another moment of your ********. Do you want me dead or alive? I can do both at the same time. I’ve been doing that all along.
Writing this darkness into white paper. Staining everything with blood. Bloodstained roses all around. I try to forget and forgive, but this is the last time.
Say never. Say you’ll never go away. I need you. Don’t let me bleed myself dry. I’m dying as you watch me live life.

Copyright Â© MG_Akela22090 ... [ 2006-02-18 11:02:46]
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