Saying words that make you slit your wrists,
never thought you ever really meant it.
Staring down a loaded gun in question,
everything in my existence slowly rusting.
Can't find a good reason for my staying,
helping me pull the trigger to fly away.
Never knew the real me behind the lies,
just thought you would surely deny me.
So I sit and slowly watch it flow out,
quietly wishing I would be found out.
Nothing left in me to cover up and hide,
clearly seeing through all my lies I deny.
Ending everything with a single thought,
only needed to see the lights go out.
Breaking down on the inside of my mind,
holding up on the outside looking fine.
Is it any wonder I hold lose to life,
wondering what's on the other side.
You attempt to fix these broken pieces,
all my hopes scattered across the floor.
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