Dark Rain

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just a poem I've been working on for awhile I will probably be making some changes so please give me some feedback. AND I'M NOT GOING TO COMMIT SUICIDE OK?

Submitted: October 26, 2009

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The wind blows hard, the harsh rain pours endlessly.
I want so desperately for it wash away the pain.
There is so much pain.
I know I can survive it.
But do I want to?
I’m so scared of what I’ll be once I do.
Not me
Just an empty shell of who I used to be
Going through the motions that I need to.
I don’t want that.
They don’t deserve that.
They deserve better.
I should be better.
So why fight the inevitable?
I am going to die at one point or another
So why not just beat fate to the punch
It might hurt some
But nothing can compare to this pain, to this fear.
I think should be scared of dying, but I’m not.
Knowing that there will be no more pain, no more hurt, actually excites me.
Does that make me sicker then I already am?
Or does it make me more prepared then everyone else?


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