I sit here feeling the cold surrounding me
Surrounding my body as I pour dry
Abandoned by all yet all say they would always be there
I text you
I call you
Anything for your attention
You've left me along to fight through the dark
To shed the light
But truth be told you were my only light...
Now I am alone and cold
Afraid of what I will see once there is light upon me
Will I see you..?
Will I see anything at all..?
Or will the darkness forever follow in my tracks to mutter their whispers
I can feel the emptiness shrouding my thoughts
Covering the pieces left from my soul
I can't keep living in this mess
I can't win this fight
I have fought for far too long for me to have a chance
I am exhausted from my futile efforts of survival among those fit
I am not fit to survive at all
I must say my goodbyes and survive where I am fit
With death comes hope of seeing light again...
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Historia CortaIf you ever need help you can text home/hello to 741741 they can and will help you to the best of their abilities All people ever want is to know someone cares but all can't see that people around them care with all their heart. This is a b...
