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My Only Wish
To slit my wrist
Is my only wish,
To suffer in silence,
How do I escape from this?
Inside my head,
The letters take form,
But the pen is out of ink;
The pages are worn.
And I can't concentrate,
On anything real,
Only letting this go,
What I'm not supposed to feel.
Letting it out was the beginning,
And I have to find the end,
Ignore the words you're saying,
I can't fall for this again.
It will be my agony,
If I ever meet your eyes,
I just have to tell myself
That were nothing but a lie.
Nothing but the past,
And it's time to let it fade.
I'm done living in this hell,
I cant take another day!
Can't take another second,
I have to get out!
Away from the pressure,
Surrounded by doubt.
It's time to say the words are written,
Scream in nonexistent bliss,
While slitting my wrist
Is my only wish.....
Is my only wish,
To suffer in silence,
How do I escape from this?
Inside my head,
The letters take form,
But the pen is out of ink;
The pages are worn.
And I can't concentrate,
On anything real,
Only letting this go,
What I'm not supposed to feel.
Letting it out was the beginning,
And I have to find the end,
Ignore the words you're saying,
I can't fall for this again.
It will be my agony,
If I ever meet your eyes,
I just have to tell myself
That were nothing but a lie.
Nothing but the past,
And it's time to let it fade.
I'm done living in this hell,
I cant take another day!
Can't take another second,
I have to get out!
Away from the pressure,
Surrounded by doubt.
It's time to say the words are written,
Scream in nonexistent bliss,
While slitting my wrist
Is my only wish.....
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