Warning: very bleak
The black attacks me
And suffocates me too
No twinkle of light
No way out of this gloom
The dark embarks
And carries me away
It grasps me so tight
I struggle in vain
Death is mine now
And I am hers
She ends my pain
She lifts the curse
No longer lonely
My last breath breathed
My troubles over
My sweet black release
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Meet Miss Perfect Izzy. A girl who's always well. Her face is like the sunshine. But the inside burns like hell. Meet Miss Perfect Izzy. With skin a perfect white. Except under that bandage.
There are days I long to feel, Death's cold fingers around my neck. There are mornings I wake up to, and I take my pulse to check. There are evenings where I lie down, and wish I'd never rise.
Very strong subject matter reader be warned.
Once upon a screwed up life, Drugs, abuse, And bloody knifes. Once upon a midnight fair, Moon aglow, It's skin so fair. Once upon a lovers kiss, A meeting, midnight A mornings bliss.
Death... Take one deep breath... Lost and confused not wanting to be found. You keep bringing me down. Everything is in slow motion. I slowly drink the potion. I feel sick. I want my death to be...
Lying here all by myself, Tears cascading down my cheek, Blood leaking out my wounds, Prepared for the never-ending sleep.
The morning lacks. Promise,. I've no get up and go,. Just. A bitter taste of coffee. Minus. A well-needed, but avoided. Cigarette,. They will only be my death,. Slow. And painful, like life I. Guess,.
Destruction And anger Despair And distraught Captured And hidden They've killed Every thought. No sense of Community No pain No gain No life in Purgatory Just blood Where you've lain.
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