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Illision
Should I feel it though?
The sort of hollow feeling, that supposedly cold sheet, that comes over you; when you do something wrong? Days go by and it never arrives.
I stay out of everybody’s way, things seem to get better. I know it’s an illusion but I bury myself in its mists of it. (I know it’s not better)
I smile, although tears stream down my face; I smile, they’re wiped away quickly when others come by.
*smirk*(my pride)
I like to live in the illusion of it; it makes things a bit…Easier…To always seem happy and at peace, kills all questions of the past, at least… (That hurtful void, in which I had only lived in years ago, keeps following me like a shadow)
Yes, that’s why I take the augments with grace, quietly falling to sort of speak; don’t scream and there would be no reason for anybody, to try to help you. (Don’t make a squeak)
When you just want the darkness to engulf you, you have to be left alone…
(A dark starry bliss)
There would be No questions, No misunderstandings, No unnecessary hate, No life changing decisions…No random people that are out to get you…
Just darkness with a shimmer of light that comes…Only once in a while!
Your past and your future and present forgotten; a mystery, unimportant
(To think it’s all because of some freak accident that happens after the fight, it would leave me relived, my body not feeling so tight. I wouldn’t have to put up with the living anymore.)
I wouldn’t even have to plan it, if I were asked if I would take my own life, I’d say no.
(I like happily living in my illusion, remember? But I’d be glad that it happened just the same)
No more tears; A never ending starry night… No more pain.
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The sort of hollow feeling, that supposedly cold sheet, that comes over you; when you do something wrong? Days go by and it never arrives.
I stay out of everybody’s way, things seem to get better. I know it’s an illusion but I bury myself in its mists of it. (I know it’s not better)
I smile, although tears stream down my face; I smile, they’re wiped away quickly when others come by.
*smirk*(my pride)
I like to live in the illusion of it; it makes things a bit…Easier…To always seem happy and at peace, kills all questions of the past, at least… (That hurtful void, in which I had only lived in years ago, keeps following me like a shadow)
Yes, that’s why I take the augments with grace, quietly falling to sort of speak; don’t scream and there would be no reason for anybody, to try to help you. (Don’t make a squeak)
When you just want the darkness to engulf you, you have to be left alone…
(A dark starry bliss)
There would be No questions, No misunderstandings, No unnecessary hate, No life changing decisions…No random people that are out to get you…
Just darkness with a shimmer of light that comes…Only once in a while!
Your past and your future and present forgotten; a mystery, unimportant
(To think it’s all because of some freak accident that happens after the fight, it would leave me relived, my body not feeling so tight. I wouldn’t have to put up with the living anymore.)
I wouldn’t even have to plan it, if I were asked if I would take my own life, I’d say no.
(I like happily living in my illusion, remember? But I’d be glad that it happened just the same)
No more tears; A never ending starry night… No more pain.
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Published 25th Sep 2011
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