Finger nails chewed away,
In fear of my very scary thoughts.
My hands shake with the anticipation,
The anticipation of what comes next.
Looking in the mirror,
Just for a single plead or sign of life,
But to no surprise I know it's time to go.
I steady my hands,
For utmost precision is key for the next few steps.
I look at the task at hand,
Disappointing all especially myself,
But when don't I do that.
Maybe if I had that group or friends?
Maybe if I wasn't so god **** annoying,
But these are the burdens I was born with,
But these are the burdens I died with.
Look into my eyes one last time,
I want you to tell me,
Tell me what I did,
Before I do it.
Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 2:36 AM UTC
Finger nails chewed away,
In fear of my very scary thoughts.
My hands shake with the anticipation,
The anticipation of what comes next.
Looking in the mirror,
Just for a single plead or sign of life,
But to no surprise I know it's time to go.
I steady my hands,
For utmost precision is key for the next few steps.
I look at the task at hand,
Disappointing all especially myself,
But when don't I do that.
Maybe if I had that group or friends?
Maybe if I wasn't so god **** annoying,
But these are the burdens I was born with,
But these are the burdens I died with.
Look into my eyes one last time,
I want you to tell me,
Tell me what I did,
Before I do it.
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