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Save Me from Myself

Poetry By: mystory

There is something in everyone's life that they need to survive. But sometimes, that thing will save them--from thierself.

Submitted:Apr 7, 2008    Reads: 3,697    Comments: 10    Likes: 8   

Darkness is where I belong.

I was doomed all along.

How many people have I torn down?

How many friends have I beaten to the ground?

Even though I tried my best to stop the pain,

Somehow, it still came.

I never meant to betray anyone.

I will never be able to forgive what I've done.

Now, as my life starts to come to its end,

I try as hard as I can just to find a friend.

But everyone always leaves me forgotten.

They all think that I'm so rotten.

They all left me stranded,

So now I lie, hurt, dying, and abandoned.

They all know what I've done.

But only I know what I've become.

There is only one light that seems to glow.

A light that might finally show me the way I must go.

I've been lost in the darkness for so long,

I can no longer tell right from wrong.

I know that you're the one who could save my life.

Be the one to block the deadly knife.

My wounds won't seem to heal,

And my life no longer seems real.

I'm not going to ask you for much.

I only want to feel your touch.

I want to know that I can still feel,

That there might be a chance for me to heal.

You have to help me before my soul is gone.

All I need is a shoulder to cry on.

Please, save me from myself.

I know that this might be my second chance.

I need to wake from this trance.

I need someone to hold me and never let me go.

I have become my worst, and most deadly foe.

I just want someone who will accept me for who I am,

and I know you're the only one who would understand.

But time is running short,

And this is my last resort.

But will I ever have the courage to tell you how I feel?

Will my fantasy ever become real.

I know your the one, because we're the same.

You the one to save me from the pain.

Save me from the monster I've become,

So I can forget what I've done.

I know you'll accept me, despite my faults.

I'm about to dance my last waltz.

But if you were the one to ask me to dance,

I'd know I'd have gained my second chance.

I know you're the one.

You're my only love.


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