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grey Dec 2019
When we feel our darkness could spread no more,
When we feel like listening no more.
When don't feel any more.
When all our doubts fill our mind.
God says, "This isn't your time."
A tear rolls down your cheek as you climb to the balcony.
Holding onto the ledge, as you hear footsteps,
Before anyone could come to save you,
Your hand let go, and you finally let go of your world.
You crashed to the concrete floor,
You could feel no more.
Your mind went blank, and very well was an empty space.
Looking down at the police cars,
God looked at you saying,
"Don't doubt."
grey Dec 2019
As we rode our bikes,
through the fresh air,
along the beach,
through the woods,
through the fields,
but not everything has
a happy ending.
The fresh air soon becomes humid.
The beach becomes flooded.
The woods become filled with thorns.
The fields are perfect places for tornadoes.
Not everything has a bad ending.
The fresh air makes you breathe easy.
The beach has a beautiful sunset.
The forest has a wonderful breeze.
The field makes you feel so small and free.
grey Dec 2019
When my hunger is no more.
And when all is numb,
when the snow below my feet is nothing more,
than mere ice.
My eyes close at once.
Everything is dark.
And soon, I am a pile of snow.
grey Dec 2019
It
Have you not done what I have asked?
Have you not done what the world has asked?
Have you not done your calling?
The ever so bright future,
It makes you want to do those things,
those things of which we have asked.
So if you ever second guess It.
It will bring you pain, misery, and darkness.
Don't disobey It.
uwu
grey Nov 2019
She lifted her head up high.
She looked up at the stars.
The star of which she once lifted up.
Lifted up within her own hands.
She got out of bed, grabbed the window,
opened it, and climbed out.
She climbed onto a star.
The nearest one.
Then she fell up.
She fell into the sky.
She was a shining ball of light.
Like the rest of them.
grey Oct 2019
The wind pushes the trees.
The tree next to my window,
it seems to be angry.
It scares me because I cannot
sleep.
As I shut my window, nothing
changes. It still sounds the exact same.
I feel.. unsafe.

My senses tell me to ignore it,
because if I do I won't be scared anymore.




I just heard a dog bark as soon
as it blew faster...
I'm extremely scared.
grey Oct 2019
She gave me her weapon,
As she fell to the ground.
She told me to use it wisely,
and not to be careless any longer.
I trusted her word, and picked myself up.
Tears ran down my cheeks but I held myself
together.
I couldn't grasp what I needed to do.
But as soon as she took her final breath,
it made me realize what I had to do.
I had to ****** him.
Him of which had murdered her.

Her lifeless body haunted me.
Every night I fell asleep I could feel her.
I could feel her watching me.

It comforted me some nights,
but others were disturbing.

One of these nights followed,
but I didn't feel safe,
nor disturbed.
I felt like she was right next to me.
I flip over on my bed.


Sarah.
Why are you back?
creeepy
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