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 Jun 2015 Sophie Healy
Sky
Six Feet
 Jun 2015 Sophie Healy
Sky
Send me down
six feet under
choking
on rust, on dust
on the stench of misplaced trust
You couldn't see me
you were blind to
who I am
So pick up a shovel
dig out the *****
and send me down
Deep down
underground.
I'm wild like the wind
                                  I'm not ready to give in
                 This wolf
She's wild
                       She's    hostile


                                     But yet
         You took the time
                                                                ­   And tamed me
Nobody said it was easy.
I need to tell you my secrets... Ask you my questions...
Can we go back to the start?

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I look in the mirror
And what do I see?
A scared little girl
Looking back at me

Are you afraid, I ask
But I get no reply
All I can see
Are the tears in her eyes

Are you ok, I can be your friend
She looks back at me
Saying nothing….
Again

I walk away
Thinking how sad is she
Then I realize
That girl is me
Innocence* gone
Why do I feel so alone?
You rock this smile on your face
Like you did nothing wrong
Like you're so innocent
But that could never make sense

Years have gone by
And I kept silent about it...
Scared to death that she'd hate me if I told her about it.
Not knowing that she held the comfort that I needed
Are you amused to know you're the cause of why my wrists are bleeding?


Suicide as my choice;
To end this suffering pain
I'm sick and tired of wondering if I'll ever be happy again...
It makes me sick to my stomach
To see you around..
Walking proudly, so happily
While I drag with a permanent frown

How could you do something so cruel
To a little girl, no older than seven
A young man like you, about eighteen
You'll be behind doors someday
But it sure as hell won't be heaven's

Does the guilt eat you alive?
Cause depression is surely killing me
I'll never wish this pain on you, even though you're my worst enemy


My mind is a broken record.. It consistently replays this moment..


All those check ups from  "playing doctor" and it just made me worst...
I'm a psychotic f-ck, dressed as a doll
With helpless hearts and souls in my purse
You're the one to blame
I've nearly created a storm and filled the sea with tears by just the sound of your name...

For me, Life felt like a never ending play
But I guess it's just horribly written and directed in the wrong way...
But as  for you, the show's over

....And it's time for me to close the curtains....




                                                ­                  ~N
Never judge someone based upon their physical appearance but what's within them..

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