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Nov 2012
It's always there
Always waiting
Always creeping
Up on you
Not letting you rest peacefully
In fear that tomorrow
Will be just the same as yesterday was
And the day before that
And the day before that
What happens when you get
So sick and so tired?
This weight that is carried
Wish could get buried
Six feet below
No heaven, no hell
Just down in the ground
Free from the sound
Of the screams and the cries
Of the dying inside
Push and pull you down under
Louder than thunder
It tells you to smile and to sit
Just see what you get
Another day with this on your back
Always fading to black
Not letting the light
Shine through to your sight
Always just black
It covers you eyes
Takes away the vision
Leaving you with aimless decision
And tear stained cheeks
Forgetting for weeks
That there's a life that you have
Making you forget who you are
Trying to hide the scars
When finally you see
The blackness is gone
Oh but not for long
Left you with destruction
Pick up the pieces and wait
For it to happen again
You know that it will
Maybe this time it will ****.
Rosie Wisniewski
Written by
Rosie Wisniewski  Michigan
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