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And as the last liquid century empties down my throat,
The world shudders and contorts, a shrinking window enclosed by dark
Pain instantaneous; a searing serum of bitter regret and the aching shadow of raw emotion
Why is there no light?
Only impenetrable and inescapable blackness.
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Darkness, then, to darkness?
I must succumb
Like the emptying of wrists, the release of tortured memories
The relinquished hold, even if just for a second
Is taken callously advantage of.
So here i sit
In a life enclosed by darkness....
There is nothing now to wait for
But the draining of light from my languid form
To leave but a blackened shadow behind
Finally I did it. No more regrets.
I can feel the last hopes trickling away
Out of the silent sieves of my wrists
I'm still afraid. But now i feel...light
Empty. Like the buzz from anorexia
No more of that now...so dark...
And my last line to you...
Fear the emptiness, for from it comes release.
- me (copyrighted)
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