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The End
a single tear
so far yet so near
to the brink of insanity
to the edge of my humanity
if I go any further into this deep dark abyss
then I just might reach the end of this tryst
the edge of the knife is just so tempting
it holds a promise that is never empty
the promise of pain use to release
to release the pain locked inside not at peace
to show on the skin
the scars that hide within
to hold the mark of a moment
to show a time of torment
to show that the mask may hide the pain
but the skin will bear the shame
of trusting others just too much
of trusting them enough to let them touch
our inner self, our core, our love
then be pushed away with an easy shove
easy for them, but painful no less
it’s a suicide that leaves no mess
it is death in the heart
it is death at the start
the start of the end
the end of our life
the end of our strifethe edge of the knife
is all it takes to bring about
THE END.
