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[16 Nov 2008|10:16pm] |
in the night
in the dark
you scream and you shout but nothing comes out
just a hollow hole in the ground and you're nothing more than a silent sound
you breathe and you feel
breathe
breathe
watch the world around you disappear and your eyes grow smaller
hear the echos and the whispers
but none of it is real
breathe
scream, shout
waste your last few breaths on figments of your imagination
claw at the ground, beat on the wall
it's all a waste when in the end you feel nothing,
and all you want is more,
more darkness
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[16 Nov 2008|10:25pm] |
demons are taking over my mind
and i think they already took over yours.
you ask me why the man behind me doesn't have a face.
i ask you, why don't you have a face?
it hurts to breathe. it hurts to eat.
do you ever think that you shouldn't be able to enjoy something because of everyone else who doesn't have the priviledge or enjoying that also?
do you ever wonder that if someone else is suffering, you should suffer as well? how can you go on living normal, knowing that they're hurting? i can't.
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