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The end of the beginning of the end of the end
By Vampixie
My world is imploding,
corroding,
a meteor colliding
with my heart,
(theresnothingleft)
showering sparks, starting the fire.
Burning.
Trapped inside a fiery destruction.
Melt into the darkness
with me.
(dontleaveme)
Flames. Ice. Yes. No.
Maybe.
Held in this prison they might call life
(just) being less than alive
but more than dead,
the pain is too real.
(donthurtme)
I
can(’t)
feel
it.
I am....
I was....
I will be....
I am....
I know....
I don’t....
unknown sensations tingle
(going) down
my spine,
breaking,
broken.
The end of the beginning of the end of the end, and now
(idontwanttodie)
I think
(pleasedontletthishappenpleasehelpmeidontwantthispleasedosomethingithurtssomuchcanttakeitwhathaveidonewhyjusttellmewhyisthishappeningimfallingsomeonecatchmebeforeitstoolate)
I’m dying.
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© 2009 Vampixie
Published on Thursday, June 18, 2009.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Thursday, June 18, 2009, anarchosis
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wrote:
There is so much about this that I can relate to. Life can be truly difficult. It seems you are not ready to give up and as long as there is still a fight left inside of you there is always a chance situations will reverse and the storms will pass and a beautiful sunrise will greet you to ease your sufferings. I wish you all best that I can, perhaps your burden in your journey will be lessened.
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