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finally the creature is gone

Contributed by setting_in_the_sun on Thursday, 24th February 2005 @ 02:35:24 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

I want to get away from me,
I hate myself don't you see.
I want to get away from me.
I can't get away, I can't!

Wherever I go, I see myself,
what an ugly reflection.
I may have good heart...
But that doesn't matter at all

in this world full of ***** deception.

Ignorant people, lies that spread,
caused me to sink so low and depressed.
It's hard to trust I don't even trust myself,
half of the time.

What a stupid body, and what a stupid smile,
What an ugly ***** face...
and ugly ***** eyes.
Do I like anything about me...no...

What an nasty creature,
I ***** try to care...
but ***** helping others,
doesn't get you anywhere.

Do them a favor, get stabbed in the back,
one of those ***** liars you never know
when they are gonna' attack,
and pull you down into the dark.

Even running from my shadow...
I can't get away from me...
I'm ***** crazy- ***** insane
I can't ***** get away from me!!

So here I go I'm turning rapidly...
***** slashing, blood dripping out of me.
I'm so ***** tired of this whole ***** reality...
I hated me... I guess you were to blind to see.

rest...
eyes closing
rest....
heart beat slowing
rest.....
finally,
the creature,
is
gone...

Copyright © setting_in_the_sun ... [ 2005-02-24 14:35:24]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: finally the creature is gone (User Rating: 1 )
by Kevin on Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 02:05:27 AM AEST
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That was really good. I had a tough time getting through it because i could feel your pain. It sucks, it really really does, and you expressed this feeling amazingly. Really good work, keep it up

-Kevin

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