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May 2015

I'm tired of it now.
It was never good anyways.
Why can't it just fall?
Why can't I burn it all?

You're not like a ghost upon a wall
Because you're not even there at all;
You're not invisible,
You just don't exist

Like a fallen god,
Nailed to my crucifix
I wish I was loved,
But that would be to much, wouldn't it?

If only I could take it away...
If only I could make them pay...
Why is there no other way?
Can't I live to see another day?

One bullet in the chamber,
I wish I could save it for later
The blade up against my neck,
I can't put aside what hap[pens next

You were always there for me,
But haven't you seen what I can be?
Why would you waste so much time,
When I know you could be happy?

You've wasted so much time,
I wish I could make it a crime,
But you never listen to me, would ya?

Every time I see you there,
I wish I could make myself not care,
Trust me, you make it so hard to take a fall,
Why can't I just ***** it all?

You know how I joke about russian roulette?
Well trust, I haven't done it yet
And when I decide I can't stand my life,
The chamber won't be missing a single bullet

Is it now?
Is this the end?
Why can't it just happen yet?
It's not death I fear,
It's what's left

I wish it was nothing,
Oh trust me, I try,
I try to believe it every time
The gun to my head,
the knife to my throat,
I try not to cry

Why can't you hate me?
Oh, just let me leave
Why do you care if I cry or bleed?
Please, stop caring, stop loving me,
So when I die I can do so peacefully
Venny Hale
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Venny Hale  Florida
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