*Don't read if you're easily triggered by things or if you dislike the mention of dark ideas displayed in any way*
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Everyone has left
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i see is dread
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there is nothing left
Please set me free from these steps
Why? You haven't even made it to the door yet.
My mind is a blank place
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I am bleeding relentlessly
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Give me something to look forward to
Why are you descending?! You'll never see the door this way.
I need to give in, i don't care what happens
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myself to the pain I single handedly built
That's a ledge you're walking towards? Everyone leaves you, even you. You will never be happy with this.
I finally can live without this pain if I-
You won't even be living.
I have seen the dark side of things
You had many chances to see the light, but you blindly chose pain instead .
I'll let you in on a little secret:
You know why I have walked down those steps and stepped out to the ledge with broken wings?
Self destruction is such a pretty little thing.
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A/N:
*This will most likely not make sense to most people but hopefully it's comprehendible.*
YOU ARE READING
Lost Memories
PoetryWhen the most deepest memories meet reality and becomes something real, powerful and meaningfully Not just words But words with emotion Will make you read and doubt if your deepest memories are just an illusion or pure reality... Can you handle that...
