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Feb 2021
I wake up not wanting another day, and it will be the last
Few, believe me, today my Eden arrives I assume it and I do not doubt
And I swear, my dead soul warns from my heart
It is not a threat, it is a lie that ended up being true
I left the door open and a half-written note

It was difficult to read
"Goodbye mom and dad," said on it
I came out barefoot, without strength, without desire
I imagined myself on the ground, dead, and no one was crying

I walk down a lonely street, everything is dark and it rains
The streetlights watch me and the passage of time hurts me
The edge of my blade squeezes me, it's her
I will reach the end the easy way, life is not beautiful

I just want to be alone now
In a labyrinth with no way out, I stopped asking God for help
I speak, with my conscience alone
She asks me to pull the trigger and I'm afraid to say goodbye

I'm sorry I failed you one more time
I've noticed the shame when looking in the mirror, mom
Forgive me, I beg you, I do not know if I explain myself
I'm sitting on the railing of a seventh floor

But, I'm already dead inside and I'm tired
I'm sick of living always running from the past
I was a coward, I gave up more than once I was about
I write this incomplete story in my notebook, I don't even fight anymore

Blank pages tinted the red of my blood
I don't deserve a tear, it's my suicide note
And I'm late, I signed a document with Satan
To free myself, I just have to jump straight away

I jump, jump into a void that never ends
My life passes through my eyes and time stops
To avoid seeing my face anymore, shoot me.
My soul cries out to get out of my body now

I feel like I'm already dead
In a world of the blind, one-eyed king
I pass through the liner the LP to port

It's true, I have nothing to give or receive
People I alert you, I live speechless
And I hardly write, something is messing up my mind
I feel like an adopted son

Too impulsive, they tell me
Captive of the negative
If flying is the end
If flying is the end

I better understand the lies, after this interval
I gift rhymes, with my shark mouth
In the form of intimate words without pantomime
If you don't have the Z puck, steal it

But I don't want to live anymore
It's too hard!
When I die, spit on my grave in no rush
I have cast the spell
Of eternal stupidity
I feel the stiffness in my muscles

It is liberating to live without a future
Feeling betrayal makes me die prematurely
It's pure poison what I feel, I swear
With blood rage, I only knew how to ask for forgiveness
When I was immature

Tell my mother that I always loved her and that I'm sorry
To my bro that looks for my words in the wind when it blows
To those who wished my bad, I wish them to double
For having shattered a noble heart

I jump, jump into a void that never ends
My life passes through my eyes and time stops
To avoid seeing my face anymore, shoot me.
My soul cries out to get out of its body now

I am alone in a silence that bothers and I scream
Hear my last word, read my last writing
Pay attention to me, I only ask for that, I need it

Drops of sweat fall from my eyes on my suicide note
I'm sorry I can't say more
Few will cry, but how many will rejoice
I saw my name on a tombstone and it didn't even seem strange to me
How many loads have I carried for so few years

There's nothing holding me back
I've been dead for so long inside of me there is nothing
I'm just another body, blown by the wind
So violent that fate blows
No witness, no friends, no motive left

I just walk the road, I know that at the gates of heaven
There is no room for this pilgrim
God seems to be a lie, today I will know if it is true
That after death, there is another life

Today is Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday maybe maybe Thursday
I don't know why but in my eyes it no longer rains
Your memory may keep me alive
If exile does not want to send me straight to oblivion
False poet
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False poet  F/United States
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   Bogdan Dragos
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