ImmortalGrace Posted June 16, 2003 Report Posted June 16, 2003 (edited) ******DISCLAIMER********** Bad words abound... I'm sorry if any are offended by them. ******DISCLAIMER********** Sanity Never once have I stood up and shouted Always in the back, hiding in the shadows of fate Alone, scared, almost at wits end. Crying out loud, but only I can hear it Breathing my last breath, speaking my last words Praying to the sky, wondering who is there Trembling from fear, my blood boils Hate rises once more, again I cut myself Watching, waiting to die, but it never comes Never can I go deep enough, I am connected to this shithole Leaving is a sin, a sin I cannot break So as I lie in this pool of blood, I shake, and scream I vomit from the stench, only to become sick once more You leave me here, only coming back for what you want, what you need Not giving a fuck about me, I'm only your little whore. But not today, today I will succeed. Death is ready for me, again I slice, this time deep This time I dont feel it, again I see the blood, the darkness falls He has come for me, taking me to a better place Making me his princess of death Keeping me free, feeding me happiness Death is my one and only friend Edited June 16, 2003 by ImmortalGrace
Peredhil Posted July 2, 2003 Report Posted July 2, 2003 When I read this, I reflect that in my world view, my first thought is stopping with the initiator of the problem instead of deleting the victim. I guess in a life without a tangible hope, self-destruction might seem the only way out.
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