Trapped in a world of hate and deceit
Lies and betrayal
A world where love and happiness loses all meaning
And everything of greater meaning becomes dead
Dead at the hands of all that stepped on me
Walked all over me
Took everything from me
Leaving nothing left but a bruised and battered soul
Broken and forgotten memories
And my body laying torn and sore on the floor
I lay almost motionless in a puddle of my own blood
Then I reach my hand towards the sky
Welcoming death with open arms
Losing all hope and meaning of a once great life
Sadden and distraught by all things smashing me into the ground
Like I was nothing but a worthless waste of human existence
With my wounds pouring out with blood
And my body becoming useless
This pain goes on forever
Plaguing me and laughing as it has all control over me
Using my body for target practice
One by one
Another wound is formed
More blood lost
More memories sliced out of my skull
But what will you do when I turn the blade into my wrist
Smile as I watch my blood pour out of my severed veins like a fountain
Will you help me
Will you save me
Or will you watch
The end of a nightmare
Copyright 2005 ForgottenKnight
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