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Eternal DeathThe blackness envelopes me,
Its comforting dark arms hold me.
I can't move, slowly suffocating,
Darkness becomes the everything.
My vision becomes foggy,
As I stay there, only longing.
Waiting, hopeing for something,
Everything has become my nothing.
This is my eternal death.
My Other HalfI hear the voice,
Snickering in the back.
He laughs the laugh of the snake.
I follow the voice,
Only to discover the truth.
That voice is me.
The MistakeIn the deep darkness of my life,
I can still feel my love for you.
Burning, but with a soft, warm glow.
And in the back of my mind,
I can hear myself calling your name.
Missing you every moment of every day.
The pain, the hurt, is still there,
hiding behind a mask.
When you really look into my eyes,
you no longer see the mask, but the real me.
I still love you, from the depths of my soul.
Couldn't you tell what we had was true?
No, you couldn't, and you didn't.
You ruined something so pure.
Sometimes at night I think, " If you come back will things be like they were? Or will I put on a mask to hide the hurt?"
I've poured all my feelings into this.
All my thoughts, my dreams.
Now I have nothing more to say, except, goodbye.
I will no longer see your smiling face.
I shall see you in the after life,
Good Bye my love.
In my little box locked away in a dark little room
no where to go. no where to hide
im all alone in my little box
just sitting there talking to my self
"stay away", i scream
I smash my head on the cold steel wall
I yell out,"leave me alone! get out of my head!"
you don't know what it's like to feel what i feel
you don't see the things i see, or hear the things i hear
if you knew the way i felt
then you would be just like me
I felt the blood draining from my wrists
I loved the sensation, i couldn't resist
your lucky i wasn't dead already
i wanted to do it long ago
i don't know why i didn't do it when i had the perfect chance
you were the only thing stopping me
it because of you i wanted to die
i screamed at the top of my lungs as i fall to my knees and cry
when i didn't have you at all you were so intriguing
i couldn't resist you
now that i had you, you are gone
i don't love you anymore or less
this is my poem to you my love
i hope you read it well
good bye forever......now its my time to go.<b>
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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