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Jul 2014
Drip

drop

Drip

as if a faucets dripping,

drip drop drip drop,

sing song sing,

bleeding limbs,

bruised

cut wrists.

Tequila & pills

easing me

into a sedation

into sweet oblivion

blending together

meshing in & out,

insistingly extracting,

melting round & round.

pins drop soundlessly

on the carpet.

Blue & red

lights flash

brightly out the window,

I can't hear,

I can't feel,

I'm fading....

colors blend,

faces fade,

shadows dim.

I see nothing,

blurred shapes

like the kaleidoscope,

twinkling

starlight's shimmering

brightly

before my eyes

I see nothing...

Only

Smudges.

By: ~KnowOneKnowsMe2~
Suicide Isn't the answer, yet it feels like there's no other choice.

Call for help, talk to someone.

Open up and realize there is so much more to live for!
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