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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Death · #1907462
insight to killing the inner demon
When will this pain stop?

Every step                    Every second                    Every moment                    Every word

PAIN..........Hopeless..........death...........useless...........unwanted..........screw up............CUTS

SUFFOCATION                    MUTILATION

The hands of death are at my throat and the war has just begun.

The reaper stands at my door, hissing Your time has come.

You can try and tear me down, bring me to my knees

Let it be known that I was begging for this, shouting please

I used to stand so tall, I used to act so strong

Then away with the wall, Everything felt so wrong

Nothing is alright, nothing can cure this pain

Lay me down to rest, my tears fall like rain

Kill the inner beast and hang it from a tree

Death is my answer, death will set me free

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