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Begging For The End
Delicious pain, release me from my body
let my soul fly through the clouds
I'm on my knee's begging
Delicious pain, release me from my body
set fire to my heart and lobotomise me
paralyse my senses forever
Malicious thoughts, erase my mind
stare through my eyes and grasp my throat
make it hard to breath
Malicious thoughts, erase my mind
make me remember then forget
birth me a new life
Published 25th Jul 2015
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Love the sentiment. I get this completely. Life doesn't have to be so malaligned though, it's become alot more interesting and full since I started finding out why I was so manic to begin with.
When I was in highschool, I went to a counsellor. He asked me about myself and I told him, I liked the pain and that I could think of nothing else. He tried to tell me that that was "really emo". I didn't really appreciate that though. When I left highschool, I wasn't being bullied anymore, but I kept doing things to hurt myself and in the end, I got to The End.
The end is just the beginning.
It really is.
25th Jul 2015 7:16pm
What a lovely personal response, thank you. I too have been to the end and that's when I realised I wanted to continue my story. That was almost 6 years ago but I still write my dark poetry to help keep my mind at ease whenever I start to feel down. Dark poetry is my vent, it's much more effective than scarring my body and hiding it from everyone. Thank you x
