I dream of you every day.
I wish I was with you all the time.
I sleep, hoping you'll come to wake me.
So that I'll never wake up.
I want to hold your hands
And kiss your cold, numb lips.
I want to fall with you
Into the nothingness.
Oh, Death.
I wish you would come
Take me away from this place.
I have a baggie of sleeping pills.
I slept for 12 hours straight on them.
But when I wake,
I awaken to my life.
And sigh because I don't
Want to live it.
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 4:25 AM UTC
I dream of you every day.
I wish I was with you all the time.
I sleep, hoping you'll come to wake me.
So that I'll never wake up.
I want to hold your hands
And kiss your cold, numb lips.
I want to fall with you
Into the nothingness.
Oh, Death.
I wish you would come
Take me away from this place.
I have a baggie of sleeping pills.
I slept for 12 hours straight on them.
But when I wake,
I awaken to my life.
And sigh because I don't
Want to live it.
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