Fading Slowly
Words as sharp as knives
They cut ito my skin like razors
Wounds now bleeding
My heart is still beating slowly
I think I'm dying
With nothing to lose
Left alone to myself
No one knows what will happen next
I've been enclosed in a cage all my life
Now I'm free
Lovely isn't it?
Death,
Thinking about him
He loves pain and suffering
I've suffered enough throughout my life
I'm about to give up
Nothing is lovey
Not even life
Life, she loves creating problems
My life means nothing to her
He is the dark
She is the light
I'm just fading slowly
Copyright © Jessica Broward | Year Posted 2011
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