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death below a soul flies free
Alone
trapped beneath the surface
crying out in pain and agony
wanting it all to go away

taking a cold blade
slashing a wrist
taking a noose
sliding it over a head
taking a knife
slitting a throat
downing a bottle of vodka
and a half a bottle of aspirin
taking a gun
putting it to a temple
pulling the trigger

everything fading away
darkness overwhelming
a soul leaving a body
flying above the clouds
free

The only real happiness is death.



Death To Me and No One Cares
Bleeding sunset
Sunrise of my dreams
Bleeding my blood
Wathcing me scream
Waiting for the cold blade
To strike my skin down

Willing comes the blood
Up from underneath
dying dying
Cold and deep
Wanting to not exist
Wanting to leave this place
Hating myself
Breaking my face
Falling apart
Piece by piece
Watching me fall
Into a deep deep sleep

Covered in my blood I feel so
BEAUTIFUL


Another broken promise
Another broken promise
Another shattered dream
Another cold blade
Another helpless scream
Another river of blood
Another strike down
Another broken heart
Another dead dream

Someone save her
Because she can't save herself.


Angel wings break in flight
Watch her fall
Crumple to the ground in a heap
Her legs under her
Her arms around her frail form
Sobs coming from deep inside
The crying never ceasing
The darkness threatening to overwhelm her
Take her to that place she knows so well
The abyss of loneliness
That familiar place she once called home
The darkness
With her broken soul
Plastic smiles
and fake laughs
She'd fit in perfectly.
Because to achieve the happiness she desires
she has to hit the bottom of the abyss.
To be happy
she has to let it all wash over her
Freedom comes with a price
Sanity.