I try and I try, but things just never work out
I fall then I get up, but people push me down again and again
I got killed, then I revived, but they just kept stabbing me
So I stay still, dead, in my own tomb where no one could get to me...
I'm alone, I'm depressed
It's dark here, there's no smiles...
They say I did this to myself,
Yes, half, maybe, but most, it's them...
Then again, there comes the car of death
Inside, a man in a hood... Black, dark, eerie...
Again, and again... The sight never leaves me...
Twice... Three times... Four times...
I lose count... He comes again and again
I die again and again... Suicide, fail...
I just had a quick glance at him,
then light bursts and he fades away, driving into another alley
I wait, I stare, I hope... He comes back and claims me
I kill myself... Again and again...
He comes... Again and again...
He goes.... Again and again..
I am never claimed...
But I die again and again
This is all my doing...
I'm killing myself again and again...
Just so I can escape...
And be with him...
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REGARDS: GOD OF DEATH, when will you claim me?
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Wow...this is
ReplyDeletepretty emo
pretty poetic
pretty depressing.
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