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Letting go

Let these dark thoughts bury me under
And let this last bottle be my grave marker
Because Id prefer to sleep in a cold bed six feet
Than face the world and pretend I know
That everything will be fine again
These nightmares will continue to haunt
And sleepless nights will only get longer
My mind is too clouded with cigarette smoke
Feeling trapped behind empty eyes my brain yearns
To pull the trigger and grant it eternal freedom
With every falling of the leaves, I lose a piece of my soul
Crushing beneath the confines of a hallowed shell of a man
Walking to the edge of never ending sadness to find solace
Only to find I was trapped in quicksand screaming for help
No one there to hear my cries in the darkness of self-pity
Every hope fleeting away with each heartbeat
Like the warmth from my body on a cold morning
Until I am emotionally null and have nothing left to give
Feeding the dark thought that Im ready to let go
Written by Caged_Raven
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