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I can't describe

I can't describe the pain

the pain that you feel.

I can't tell what is worse

what drove me to this, my only option of escape

or watching the blood drip down from the blade

 

I look down at the lines I just drew across my wrists

my body the canvas, the blade my pencil

I do not feel fear, I do not feel sorrow, I feel joy

as I watch the seconds on the clock continue to count

I know that soon, so very soon I will be free

 

I can't describe the pain

the pain that you feel

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Written by
craig-harrison
English
Published
Jul 8, 2018
Lines·Words
12·100
Notes

Sometimes I hate that I believe that I will be going to hell when I die, funny how fear of an afterlife keeps me here

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