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Meg Carpenter Nov 2012
You were mine
I was yours
Now you’re gone
Does that even matter anymore?

You took my heart
And it was yours to keep
But did it fall from your hands
When you feel asleep?

You were the air I breathed
And my sunshine too
How am I supposed to survive?
When I’m without you

It’s like all the life has left me
I’m a ghost of a girl
I can't stand life without you   
Why did you leave me here alone in hell?

You see on the outside I’m happy
And I say “I don’t think about dying”
But would it upset you
To know that I’m lying?

All of these questions
That whirl through my head
None of them to be answered
Because you are dead..
Meg Carpenter Oct 2012
lonely and hurt,
broken i remain
residing in hell,
living in pain

masked by lies,
i slowly fade away
the nightmare i live with,
each and every day

the meaning of it all ,
to which my mind attends
has not one answer,
that i fully comprehend

the bottom of my mind,
holds the answer which i call
i keep reaching towards it,
in this never-ending fall

"stay strong amd keep going,
it's never to late"
no one seems to realise,
that it's not worth the wait

there's no such thing,
as help outside if your mind
its you against yourself,
with your demons intwined

it's a battle hard fought,
but never to be won
either way you end up losing,
when it's all said and done

"too late came and passed,
and of me, nothing more
i wrote my own ending,
and shut my own door

"live life to it's fullest,"
thats what they all said
but what's the point in trying,
when you're already dead?
Meg Carpenter Oct 2012
Life without you, is no life my dear
It hurts far too much and I think that it’s clear
I do not belong here, at least not without you
I think I now know what it is I will do
I’ll go down to the tracks where you took your last breath
Stretch my arms out to meet you as I too embrace death
Meg Carpenter Oct 2012
Numbness flows like icy blood through my veins
Consuming my feelings and overwhelming my brain
But could it be worse than the most searing pain?
It’s like the dark night chasing the light from the sky
It stops you from seeing, it makes you go blind
It may seem a good thing but could it be a lie?
Meg Carpenter Oct 2012
Where did you go?
Why did you leave?
It’s too hard without you.
I’m struggling to just breathe.

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