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angst
Contributed by
desolantdreamer
on
Tuesday, 18th November 2008 @ 09:28:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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While sitting here crying
Torn up inside I want to die
I hate myself, I hate my life
Nothing seems to turn out right
Perfect job or so I thought
All I wanted was to have fun
And make people smile
Yet instead I just cause irritation
I'm an annoyance
The worse of it all they don't tell me
But go behind my back and complain
My grades are low and I'm lost in it all
Relationships? What's that?
Torn in hell I'm lost
I swore I'd never get mixed up in it
The drugs, the sex, the drama
I escaped from that, but the effects remain
I feel hollow, a void of pain
Is it wrong, to wish that a car would hit you
That you'd get in a terrible accident
And die
That way you won't have to do it yourself
Spare the family, the friends the pain
Of knowing the dark demented thoughts
The pain inside
Of knowing you were pushed to the edge
And took away your own life
I can fake a smile enough to fool anyone
But when I'm alone the tears start falling
There's really no want to live anymore
A longing for death is all that inhabits my heart
Settled on a throne of pain
As I drive home I think
It'd be so easy
It'd look like an accident
It'd be quick, little pain
But I couldn't do it
I couldn't, I can't
So I'm stuck in my dark demented hallows
Until God finds it fit to put me out of my misery
Copyright ©
desolantdreamer
... [
2008-11-18 21:28:49] (Date/Time posted on
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