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Feb 2012
The rain beats down but numbs no pain,
And on my soul a growing stain.
Relinquish my life to time and its will,
Just popping them in - pill after pill.
The night grows late the rain on my face,
It still feels so bad I wish these pills would erase.

Again and again one at a time I feel no shame,
The worst is that I am the only one to blame.
I want it to stop,
To my knees I drop.
Tears start to roll like rain on the window,
With passing time I retreat to my shadow.

The voices have stopped and the silence is blind,
I close my eyes and hide in my mind.
The pain still so sharp,
Why won’t it stop…
Becoming a part,
Why won’t it stop...
The void gets bigger ******* me in,
I do not struggle I am letting it win.

Alone in the dark I sit and I cry,
I want to let go I try and I try.
They said that they needed me,
But how can that be?
They know not me,
There will be no we.

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Michael-Kent Dobison
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