So tired of trying,
So sick of crying,
On the outside I'm smiling,
But inside I'm dying.
The blackest of tears,
Most dangerous of thoughts,
As everyone I love disappears,
Hopeless, unloved, betrayed, lost.
I'm trying not to let,
These tears I shed show,
Endlessly confused, hateful, depressed.
He should be here.
For me.
He's not.
Gone with the rest,
As they leave me alone,
Bleeding,
To stumble,
Through darkness.
Death welcomes me,
I walk forward,
Leaving this world.
Looking back,
Now,
There's light,
HE is light.
He pulls me back,
The light swallowing me.
Willingly I let it consume me,
Fine for the moment,
Darkness never leaves,
It will come back.
For me.
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i love to write short stories. my favorite one ive written is the unsolved case. it is my best story yet, mainly cause i wrote it for school. i also like to write down quotes that i hear or see sometimes. mostly i just babble about my life currently.
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