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suicide is murderSeeing scabs on your skin cuts me deep and my heart bleeds. I love you, please, don’t hurt yourself, ‘cause this is killing me. You relocate the wounds watch them heal and fade, while once again your skin, is begging for the blade. When no amount of scars or blood could ever illustrate, all the pain that still remains, flowing deeper than your veins. Can’t cut it out, so you kill yourself, void of hope, refusing help. A slow decent, a life so low, while underground you seldom show, the ocean of tears refusing to flow, frozen like hail and colder than snow. An avalanche of emotion paralyzing like poison, a spell that you’re under, a drug so adsuicide is murder
by ~solowcatt
The Same DreamLife’s a series of streets that often intersectThe Same Dream
Familiar strangers faces and the blank stares you’d expect Too busy to care or say “how do you do today?” Nobody wants to talk about it anymore…
Still I’d like to think That sometimes when we sleep We dream the same dream And I try to believe
The world won’t wake me The world won’t break me Just as long as I dream We could dream the same dream
We’re hiding hurt behind newspaper barricades
Tragic times read like fiction in black and white Turning my eyes from the wars waged daily within me A
by ~solowcatt
RecessThe sound of school children playing in the distance While here in my mind it’s recess all the time Resisting the confines of their walls and roll calls Stretching for skyRecess
I try to redefine What is yours and mine
On the blackboard of time
We all take our share Playing hard
Fighting fair Building a place where everyone wins In this game we call life Every roll of the dice faces up Adding to this complex formula Of fate and luck
by ~solowcatt
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