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these blood drenched sheets are all i know

the final seconds of life just seem to flow

out of me and onto the bed

i watch as my world fades to the red

of failed attempts, of giving up

i feel my failure and lift my cup

to toast to the fact that nothings true

i watch as i let the  world fall thru

and slip through my fingers just when i begin to grasp

what makes me wrong, and then i gasp

as its torn away and replaced by fear

of pain caused to those i hold dear

the friends i love and family i adore

all that i do just brings around more

pain and suffering for every one i meet

to save myself would be a feat

that is too far out of reach

for me, but with this at least ill try to teach

you all about the way i feel

to tell you about all that i find real

and show you part of my mind

so that you might be so kind

as to at least pretend to care

at least act like your aware

of the pain you leave me in your voice

the pain that leaves me with no choice

but to throw away myself in shame

it leaves in me a tiny flame

that ignites in me the thing i hate

the thing to which you can't relate

the thing that makes me so fucked up

the part of me that fills the cup

with blood and gore, not tears and sorrow

the part of me that wishes there would be no tomorrow

this is the part i love to hate

its the part of me that says its too late

that no one cares for me at all

its the reason i begin to fall

and hit rock bottom when no ones here

and all my hope is replaced by fear