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Pain

by Obana 0 reviews

This is my pain, my ending.

Category: Poetry - Rating: R - Genres: Angst,Drama - Warnings: [V] - Published: 2008-03-10 - Updated: 2008-03-10 - 314 words

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I sit here dying,

Asking forgiveness for all of my lying.

I’ve tried to kill the voices in my head, but the only way is for me to die.

So now, just to stop them, I’m preparing to die.

I mean, after all, I was living a lie.

Does it really matter to you if I live or die?

Now here I am with the blood pouring out,

And the tears gushing out.

I don’t want to die, but I’m just living one big lie.

So, before I go,

I just want you to know

I’m really missing you.

Your warmth,

Your skin,

Your hair,

Your sounds and the way you kiss,

And your love.

I just called to tell you that’s what I’ll miss

And I hope this bullet didn’t miss

When I shot it through my brain.

They were right when they said the pain feels like a fucking freight train.




I sit here dying,

Asking forgiveness for all of my lying.

I've tried to kill the voices in my head, but the only way is for me to die.

So now, just to stop them, I'm preparing to die.

I mean, after all, I was living a lie.

Does it really matter to you if I live or die?

Now here I am with the blood pouring out,

And the tears gushing out.

I don't want to die, but I'm just living one big lie.

So, before I go,

I just want you to know

I'm really missing you.

Your warmth,

Your skin,

Your hair,

Your sounds and the way you kiss,

And your love.

I just called to tell you that's what I'll miss

And I hope this bullet didn't miss

When I shot it through my brain.

They were right when they said the pain feels like a fucking freight train.
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