in the back of my room,
it speaks to me
and says I'm coming for you.
As I lie on my bed
in the fetal position,
my eyes are closed
hoping and wishing.
Maybe one day
my dreams will come true,
that I don't have to be here
so down and so blue.
The corner keeps talking
about how I'm going to die,
and all I can do
is lie there and cry.
As the corner gets closer
and takes me in,
my soul starts to burn
as so does my skin.
My bones shall lie there
turning to dust,
my bed surrounding
nothing but rust.
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I tried my best in the past years.
its finally over...
no more pretending.
peace...
but.. there's a part of me who wants to apologize to you
afterall, we have blood relations.
now that one issue in my life is cleared up..
i can go think about others.
my never ending misery. HA HA HA
; The time i become Emo
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