My Fading Soul

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    My Fading Soul

    Dark nightmares and crimson stains decorate my room
    I'm consumed with dark gloom
    I long for the cold dark tomb
    I'm stupid is what everyone does assume
    I'm lost in this black dark doom
    I bleed where I am
    Listening to MY CHEM
    And it's me everyone does condemn
    I live within doom
    Always lost in the gloom
    My demons surround me
    The dark is all I see
    The darkness has consumed me
    I sit in a puddle of blood
    And I watch the floor begin to flood
    On my skin the crimson steeps
    Into me death creeps
    My razor feels really good
    Just like it should
    I think of death
    And my final breath
    I cut my skin
    And the crimson blood bleeding begins
    In death I'll win
    I've been consumed by the darkness an demons within
    No one knows where I've been
    Everyday the demons haunt me
    And to the razor I'm a devotee
    From my life I will escape
    From my pain and life I want to flee
    The crimson scars on my wrists are my glee
    My death is a guarantee
    So let me drown in my bloody crimson sea
    My life is really bad
    I'm never ever glad
    Living is too painful to bare
    And no one does care
    I'm dieing from my despair
    My life's unfair
    My mistakes I can't forgive
    I'm gonna die anyways...... Why live???
    My mind drives me insane
    I'm in a lot of pain
    I can't stand living any longer
    Death will make me stronger
    I stare blankly at my bloody walls
    Ignoring all your calls
    I need to die
    I hear you cry
    You can't stop me...... So don't fucking try,
    Into the dark I'm fading
    Myself I'm hating
    I lift the razor and press so deep
    You continue to weep
    As the blade digs in my veins
    I'm bleeding out all my many pains
    You can't see past my crimson stains
    My blood remains
    Crying the tears of pain is the rain
    A bleeding storm is born
    MY life they'll soon mourn
    Loud thunder yells in hte sky
    I'm gonna die
    My pain I never did tell
    I was an empty shell
    In darkness I did dwell
    This is my farwell
    My pain was like an endless spell
    The reazor is trapped inside my fragile skin
    This blade is my sin
    this world I'm filally leaving
    My life is crimson blood stained
    In the darkness I've been detained
    My blood it has rained
    But my suicide will not be unexplained
    Until the end my deep and dark suffering remained
    Where are we???
    What the fuck is wrong with me???
    Living is not what I want to be
    Why do I feel madder???
    The fucking antidepresents are making me sadder.
    And I'm falling off this slippery ladder
    My heart is shattered
    My dark crimson blood will splatter
    I hated listening to your chatter
    My soul has been tattered...
    I've been so abused
    By everyone I've been misused
    I'm so confused
    Out of me my blood is oozed
    My life is what I refuse
    I'm lost under a dark black cold lonely drape
    This life I need to escape.
    So get my death on tape
    Too many times I've been raped
    With my death my life will be reshaped.
    Seeing my pain I wish you would
    But in my death I'll feel good
    In my life I was so misunderstood
    And now I'm fading away from my life.
    There were too many problems and so much strife
    My razor blade is my sharp deadly knife
    Now everything is black
    With myselfe, I was under attack
    There is no light
    Only the dark night
    My death feels right
    I'm dying tonight
    I write this as I die
    Please don't cry
    Good bye..............
    You never cared anyways
    I'm lost in the dark haze
    My life was a fucking blaze
    And now I'm dying
    This is where my bloody body will be lying
    In death I'll be sighing
    I'm finally dead
    And I now see what's ahead.......................................

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    trocka7 commented on My Fading Soul

    06-30-2009

    So much sadness, so much angst....I really can relate to these feelings, although I hope you do have happy times as well. I know that when I was 17 I felt this way....but your soul continues to grow and blossom, and light gets easier to see....

    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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