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I know I'm not worthless, I still got some fight left.
I'm afraid I might be losing, I'm getting sick of choosing,
between the ones I love and the ones I love more.
Do you notice how I'm hurting? as I write another story?
While I'm hiding in my music and spend my time musing.
I believe if I can't be weeping when I'm always sleeping.
Shadows whisper, sweet nothings tempting me with the dark.
No I won't go gently into the night,
I'll keep on fighting while the light dies!
Hearing a name feels like a bullet tearing through my chest
and I seem to have fallen apart again.
I will call out if i start to go numb, scream out if I'm falling
and bleed out while I'm breaking.
Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 4:58 PM UTC