looking down at my own death...
im taking my last breath.
tears goes down in rivers,
hitting the bigger river belove.
here we are crying,
for all the blood that has gone.
And the endless feeling,
of not being anything good.
Here i have no point,
as if the meaning has been taken.
They have stolen my breath,
that will soon be stolen again.
Heartbeats made for stopping,
and lungs to be filled.
Cold water rushes in,
darkness rushes out.
As if im getting pured from all my sins,
but trapped in an hole.
With claves wishing to get my flesh,
oh, we have feelt it all before.
Maybe, someone catch me in time,
but the doubt is clear.
Who would catch a shadow,
a shadow that is'nt there.
So im leaning over the eadge,
between suicide and helping.
Forget my voice, forget my heart,
the one that is'nt beating.
Poetry by Aubrey
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Written on 2007-12-22 at 15:44
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Suicide to Riverfalls
im leaning over the eadge,im taking my last breath.
tears goes down in rivers,
hitting the bigger river belove.
here we are crying,
for all the blood that has gone.
And the endless feeling,
of not being anything good.
Here i have no point,
as if the meaning has been taken.
They have stolen my breath,
that will soon be stolen again.
Heartbeats made for stopping,
and lungs to be filled.
Cold water rushes in,
darkness rushes out.
As if im getting pured from all my sins,
but trapped in an hole.
With claves wishing to get my flesh,
oh, we have feelt it all before.
Maybe, someone catch me in time,
but the doubt is clear.
Who would catch a shadow,
a shadow that is'nt there.
So im leaning over the eadge,
between suicide and helping.
Forget my voice, forget my heart,
the one that is'nt beating.
Poetry by Aubrey
Read 332 times
Written on 2007-12-22 at 15:44
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