10-11-07
left behind me
my Angels almost smiled
as everything turned black
and the rain drops fell deep
into the cuts and the bruises
of a life living itself alone
came true tonight.
crossing my fingers
I almost believed
that something could
awaken my heart that
drips from the pain called love.
I'll admit I've thought about suicide;
I'll admit I've thought about overdose;
and how easy it would be for me
to never have to wake up again
and I've even tried cutting my wrists
a couple of times;
but I am still here breathing;
the air that pollutes my heart.
as two seconds of a thought almost
held me close that
I was here for a reason to live
I began to laugh, I laughed, and
I laughed so fucking loud
until sleep possessed me to dream of
a better life for me
to wake up to.
© 2007 heartdripsblack
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