I Don't Believe in Dying

By decayofme

I'm running away
There's nothing left to say
But I'll sing anyways
I hate every word I write
I'm in the dark without a light
I live for nothing and have nothing to live for
I bite the bullet and run to the door
But its locked
I'm so shocked
With this gun I now have cocked
So I knocked  and I knocked
On this bolted gate
It has surely sealed my fate

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Copyright 2010 decayofme
Published on Friday, October 29, 2010.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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