what are we faced with and ultimatum,
there is no choice there is no freedom,
just darkness there is no dreaming,
there is no being just a total mess,
of my emotions deeper than oceans,
my thoughts so potent in the nighttime sky,
as i close my eyes for a better vision,
with such precision there is no life just coward lies,
IM tied down to the thought of my demise,
its stopping me from living my life,
its wipes the small problems but kills me inside,
there is no witness its never ending ,
it takes one soul at a time,
and when it takes mine ill be hoping and wishing,
for a distant light while IM submitting,
to this weak existence with pain so vicious,
i want to feel my last breathe before i die,
and when the day comes i hope you'll be there,
don't you cry or wonder why IM gone,
is it just me or do you have a problem,
that it takes them a few months to move on,
after your gone
Submitted: October 17, 2011
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Wow so deep and powerful... Great job... Loved it!!!
Mon, March 12th, 2012 2:24amFacebook Comments
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sorry for the capitols the spell check did it
Mon, October 17th, 2011 3:02am