I sit within a darkened corner
Alone but unafraid.
Wishing for an easy way
out of this pain that I call
Life.
But alas on this hardened road
there is only one way out
Death.
And past attempts haven't been successful.
So I turn to the only
sure-fire way...
The Blade.
don't be swallowed by your
don't be swallowed by your emotions. crying is a great release, as is the old little prayer--'this too shall pass'. (i missed you... glad to see you back)
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Glad to know that I have been
Glad to know that I have been missed.
And crying is too much of a drag....
then decide not to and pick
then decide not to and pick yourself up.... the same thing leads to more of the same. you are the only one who can turn your emotions around. they belong to you. take responsibility or take the road that leads to more of the same. that is about as honest as it gets.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "