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May 2016
The sun is setting and darkness coming
And once again I find myself running
For with the night comes the changing
In my head its always raining

I can run, but can never hide
Only light keeps at bay the demon inside
Without the warmth I become only numb
Abandon all hope as I come undone

Claw at my skin until its blood red
Cocked and loaded barrel to the head
Memories flash as reality flickers
I can end it all if I just pull the trigger

Alone in my nothingness nobody would care
My peripheral vision now drowning in tears
Day breaks the gloom.. Warmth starts to spread
And I am alone, on the floor dead.
Christopher Black
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Christopher Black  New Hampshire
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