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Suicide Appeal
Ripped out my hate
Dripped out my soul,
I have a small intention
to eradicate my whole.
Turning for guidence
I can't see you there,
feeling so lonely
feeling so bare.
I couldn't remember
feeling ashamed,
feeling so weak
so lost and contained.
waking to yet
another disposed day,
feeling your skin
as i slowly decay.
Forgot my deep torment
you help me see,
happiness is worth it
yet so painful to me.
Feeling so helpless
so careless and unknown,
but some sort of dignity
wont be stripped from my soul.
it's funny how easily
happiness can dissapear,
easily replaced with
torture and fear.
not even an hour
not even a day,
I completely change back
when you go away.
the scars try to return
the skin refuses to heal,
untill you come back
and postpone this appeal...
