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Endless Night

Contributed by sbhottie288 on Sunday, 26th July 2009 @ 09:38:13 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Something’s missing
Deep down inside of me
Once the happiness I knew
And all of my glee

My feelings turned to a bitter cold
And my heart turned black
My mind is blank
And happiness is something I lack

The thought of the razor
Keeps coming back at night
Crying harder and harder
Trying not to give into the fright

My light is long gone
More then we know
My feelings are something
I will know no longer show

Standing in front of the mirror
I’m ashamed of who I am
I look back at myself
And I just say damn

I cant believe who I turned into
It was my worst fear
Im just a spitting image
And I slowly start to tear

My body is shaking
And my legs are numb
Everyone is finally seeing
How I am really dumb

I cover my arms
When there are people around
I don’t want them to see
How much I want to be in the ground

Theses are the thoughts
That make me cry at night
This is why after every thought
I just want to give into the fright

I don’t have anymore strength
To go on with this fight
I want to leave this world
And sleep an endless night




Copyright © sbhottie288 ... [ 2009-07-26 21:38:13]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Endless Night (User Rating: 1 )
by bubkin on Monday, 27th July 2009 @ 03:11:49 AM AEST
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this is really well written, something i can completely relate to , and i'm sure a lot of other people can! :)


Re: Endless Night (User Rating: 1 )
by percival86jack on Sunday, 9th September 2012 @ 07:44:51 AM AEST
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An excellent write, my friend!




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